Jo Jo’s Comeback…Posted: December 8, 2011
Last year, I shared this story with you of Mea playing with the Nativity, under the Christmas tree.
Today, I will give you this one…
Last night, Mea was playing with the Nativity. Again. Pretty much in the same position as last year. Laying on the floor in front of the Christmas tree, playing with the ceramic people, stable, and animals.
Although her fingers don’t fit inside of the holes on the bottom of the people as well as they did last year, she is still able to use them as finger puppets. She was asking me who everyone was again, verifying that they hadn’t changed.
I wasn’t really paying too much attention to the beginning of her “play time,” because I was sucked into a Words with Friends game. Then she started asking me questions.
We have been getting this a lot lately. If we are reading a story, she asks, “And then what do you think will happen Momma?” They do this at school all the time, which is where this is coming from. It’s a good habit to get into when reading to your kids, they will start thinking of what could happen, or what will happen next in the story. Helps with kiddos comprehension and all that good stuff.
So the rest went down like this…
Mea: Momma, what do you think happened next?
Me: Mea, can you please catch me up, I don’t remember what has happened so far…
Mea: Ugh! Why weren’t you listening to me? I said…the cow and the sheep were stinking up the barn, so all the people moved out of it. Then the people got all confused because it smelled so bad. Then what do you think happened after that Momma?
Me: Hmmm….I don’t really know Mea, can you tell me what happened?
Mea: Well…when they got out of the barn, they realized that the baby was MISSING! (Takes the baby Jesus out of the manger, and tucks him under the Christmas tree skirt.)
Me: Oh, no! Where did he go?
Mea: Momma, the baby is a girl! Not a boy!
Me: I am pretty sure that Jesus is a boy, Mea. That’s what the bible, and many other history books say.
Mea: Well, I think she, is a girl.
Me: Okkkaaaay. So then what?
Mea: The starmen (the three kings, for clarification) started looking all over for her, and then they realized that she just went shopping with her Momma at Target.
Me: What were they getting at Target?
Mea: (Totally looks at me like I am stupid.) Well, toys! The baby girl needed some toys! Geez, Momma!
I obviously should have known. Girl has a heck of an imagination.
Edited to add: I forgot about this…
My husband and I were having a pretty good chuckle over what his mother would have thought of Mea’s interesting playtime with the Nativity. She was a pastor in the United Methodist church. I think she would have thought that her granddaughter was hilarious, and my husband does too. We are so sorry that they didn’t ever get to meet.
They would have been two peas in a pod, those two.