Out of the mouth's of children

My life has been insanely busy these last 5 days...who am I kidding, my life is always busy with working and little people but add in the holiday's, and it's become crazy. Holiday's can tend to drive me a little nut's...not because I don't like Christmas per say, because I do celebrate the true meaning of it and what's there not to like about Santa? ...and not because I am anti fun. I love to have fun. I know many people...many of you people, love the holiday's. But me, not so much.

So, I am trying desperately to keep my sense of humor through out this season of craziness, in order to stay out of the nut house. It helps that I am surrounded by little people, whom make me smile and laugh quite often...with not only their antics but also our conversations. Now that little man is 3 1/2 years old, and little lady is 2 1/2 years old, we have quite the conversations going on ALL the time. Have I told you that he SELDOM stops talking? And when he's not talking, he's listening to EVERYTHING being said around him, which causes the wheels to be turning inside his little head...so that he can shock me and leave me speechless half the time...the other half, I pretend I didn't hear him.

For instance, on Friday afternoon, we were on our way out of town for our weekend of family Christmas and as we were driving through town, little man exclaims, "Holy cow, I just seen Jesus." Now I assumed he was talking about a "baby Jesus" in a manger scene, so I said, "Oh did you see a baby Jesus back there?" He replied, "Nope, it was the big Jesus and he was busy helping a lady with her car." Of course I replied that it was most likely someone that looked like Jesus but he insisted it was him and that in fact Jesus had waved at him. He then went on to say how nice it was for Jesus to be helping this lady in the snow and cold. It didn't take long for this conversation to lead into how he wanted to shovel snow when we got to the hotel. When we got there, he seriously wanted to shovel snow for the hotel.

Every morning at school, students come to say hello to the little people, during their morning break. Today, the girl that helps out in my room, came in as always, and little man asked her to read him a book before she had to go back to class. To which she replied, "Why don't you read me a book today." To which he says, "Sure, I can do that." He then picks up the book he wanted her to read and starts reading a story to her and a couple other students. This is a book that has the story of Mary had a little lamb in it. He knows the story and song by heart so he starts reading.

He gets to the part where Mary's lamb gets sent home from school. He then goes on to tell the rest of "his" story, which I had never heard before. He says something along this order. " Then Mary met Josiah and they got married...and then they had a baby and called him Jesus...and that Mary had Jesus out in the barn so that her lamb, that had gotten kicked out of school, could visit Jesus...and that Josiah didn't kick the lamb out of the barn, because Santa Claus was coming to see them, because it's Christmas..." Now, I've left out a few details but you get the picture.

This whole time, I was at my desk working and while I listened to him, it dawned on me, that he thought that Mary from "Mary had a little lamb" was the same Mary, that we refer to as being the mother of Jesus and that when he was saying "Josiah" he was meaning "Joseph"....and he just put the two stories together...and since we refer to Christmas as both celebrating Jesus' birthday and Santa Claus coming, he just put it all together with his big imagination. With his loud animated voice, he had attracted other listeners as well, and every one of them, was doing everything in their power to not laugh. When little man finished with, "Right Mommy, isn't that how the story goes?", everyone cheered and finally let out their laughter.