we will ignore the irony that my jesus is a democrat essay writing, laughing at latter day saints commercials, hating organzied religion in general sister #2’s daughter goes to a catholic pre-school. we will ignore that irony because today jaycie appeared in the pre-school christmas pagent.

jaycie sat on my knee and we both peered at the playback screen on the camcorder. here is her commentary:

“that’s garret, he’s joseph.”
“garret?”
“yes. he’s my friend. oh! that angel, that’s my friend claire.”
“where are you?”
“jodi, i am right there. i am mary the mother of the baby jesus christ.”
“really?”
“yes, i am looking down while i am praying because i was a little nervous.”
“did you cry?”
“no! i am not a baby. mommy cried.”
“she’s a baby.”
“whose that lady handing out the bells?”
“which lady?”
“the lady in the yellow shirt.”
“oh that’s my teacher shirley. she’s the one who said i could be mary the mother of the baby jesus christ. tracy’s having a baby, but i don’t think it will be jesus christ because jesus christ’s mom’s name was mary.”
“yes, that makes perfect sense.”
“what are you singing?”
“jingle bells, that’s why we got bells.”
“oh, what are you singing now?”
“god bless america.”
“oh yes, i can tell now.”
“and after the program we brought tracy to the doctor and we saw that little house, you know that little house and there was joseph and mary the mother of the baby jesus christ. . .”
“you saw a manger?”
“YES! a manger. you are so smart.”
“thanks.”