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I know I risk boring all of you to death with stories of my cute niece - but I just have to share another story about her today!
Tonight I babysat again for my two nieces. Lauren, the soon-to-be five year old, leans on my leg as I'm working on some Christmas decorations and says, "We learned some new things at school today." She's in preschool three days a week. I looked up at her and she is looking at me like she is a little embarrassed.
I asked what she was learning.
"Today we heard a story about the baby Jesus."
I said, "That's great. You know, that's why we celebrate Christmas. We celebrate the day baby Jesus was born."
She looks at me a little embarrassed and with a look of skeptism. I didn't know where this was coming from. "I know," she says, a little frustrated. Then, hesitantly, she says, "Will you tell me something."
"Of course, honey. What is it?"
"Is it a true story?"
"Oh yes. It is a very true story." She seems a little more reassured. But she's still leaning on me. I know we aren't done yet.
"It's kinda sad," she says, very matter-of-fact like.
"Why is it sad? Its a good thing. Jesus did many good things for us, Lauren." This is my response.
"Well, yeah," she says. "But he was born in a barn and had to sleep in a manager."
Yes, that is sad. Who wants to sleep in a manager. ha!!! I smiled and told her that he turned out fine. "I know," she says and walks away.
Kids crack me up.
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