FOR GRANDMUMMY KABU...ISABELLA'S STORY ENDS
THERE’S A BABY IN OUR STABLE! One night long, long ago, in the little town of Bethlehem, a strange star lit up the sky. Eight-year-old Isabella stared at the star as Mama helped her get ready for bed. “Stop fidgeting, little one,” Mama scolded gently. “I’m almost finished!” But Isabella could not... Sign in to see full entry.