Blasphemy: Part II

Last week on the way home I asked Little H if she was excited for Christmas.  She responded by saying, "Yes!  I wonder what I'll get!  I wonder what I'll get!  I wonder what I'll get!"

I was more than a little disturbed that my daughter wasn't taking in the true meaning of Christmas, so I asked her, "Do you know how Christmas even began?"

Of course she said, "No."

Using this window, I wisely stated, "Christmas isn't just about getting presents.  We celebrate Christmas because it's Jesus' birthday."

Her response: "Oh darn it (pronounced dawn it, and no I don't know why she tags this phrase onto every sentence), is Jesus in Santa's tummy?"

Dan started laughing so hard that I had to just drop the subject for the time being.  I guess we'll get another chance when we pull out the nativity set this weekend.  Although last year Baby Jesus kept getting stolen from the manger so he could keep Little H's stuffed dog company its fluffy pink carrying case.  Wish me luck!

 
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