Creche: Seventh Day

On this day, give or take a season or so, twenty centuries ago,
three Folks were half-way through a journey …
And three were fixin’ to make one . . .

A Mama- probably wondering w̶o̶r̶r̶y̶i̶n̶g̶  about many things, sleeping when She could. Hoping, at the least, this kid would latch on … 

A Dad- definitely busy.
Certainly confused:
at the Register of Deeds, “That’s Nazarene with two "e’s” ,
at the passport office (“Yeshua H. Christ this line is long”),
at the saddler (“does the kid saddle face front or back?!)”, at the travel agent (“where exactly are those wadis?, yes, all of them, between here and the Egyptian border”)  … 

A Child sleeping that haloed sleep of babies, pooping, and yes, crying (don’t believe the hype).
Blissfully unaware of what was about to go down …

A Donkey eating all he could- having seen this scene before. 
And an Innkeeper was probably looking forward to getting his barn back.
You thought your Holidays are hectic!