When I was about Six years old, I wanted a special doll for Christmas! On Christmas morning my dreams came true! Some how Santa managed to get that Dolly for me! My Daddy made me a beautiful, wooden cradle for my doll! My Mama Dot lovingly sewed the baby bed cushion, soft and silky! I would have rather had that Hand made Christmas present then all the store bought ones money could buy! My Daddy built that cradle with love and that was the best Christmas of all! At that time, my Daddy had never been saved, but he always taught me Christmas wasn't really about the presents or the tree. It was the Birth of Jesus! My Daddy did get saved before he died. My brother, Ricky helped lead him to the Lord. My Daddy is gone now but his love will live on. The cradle in this picture is similar to the one my Daddy crafted with love so many years ago. My cradle was red though.
