OK, first thing up is the Church from my Christmas Village - True meaning of Christmas.
I love the Priest ... when my nieces and nephews were small they would hide him all over the house, my Brother -in- law would join in too (big kid that he is) and I wouldn't find out until after they left my house. The hunt would begin to find my Priest. He is battered, dropped, lost an arm (had to glue it back on) and someone has always suggested I buy a new one - NO WAY this one is full of memories for me.
May you create new MEMORIES this Christmas that will last you a life time!!!!