Away in the manger
no grip in his bed
a little odd Jesus
laid down his sweet head..."
G: Mamma in the nativity play, I want to be the big angel!
Me: You mean the angel Gabriel?
G: Yes, not the normal angel, the big angel!
Me: How about Mary? Don't you want to be Mary?
G: No, thank you! I don't want to be pregnant!
G: Mamma, why in the song is mummy kissing and tickling Santa Claus?
Me: Maybe because the daddy was dressed as Santa
G: Ah! Should we get daddy a Santa costume too? Then you can kiss him.
Me: Sure, we could do that
Me: What's wrong?
G: But then who do I kiss? I don't like kissing daddy if he has the beard. We buy him the Santa costume but not the beard, OK?
G: *looking at a photo of me during my wedding day*
Why did you not wait for me to come out before getting married?
Me: What do you mean?
G: I never get to go to weddings!
Me: You have been to a lot of weddings, you've even been a flower girl twice already
G: Yes, but it was not my wedding! I want to wear the white dress and marry daddy!
G: Mummy, I'm really cold, I have bamboos
Me: Pardon? What is that?
G: You know when your skin has the bangoose
Me: Do you mean goosebumps?
G: Yes, bamboos, I told you!