Tonight Sierra and I were looking at a picture of baby Jesus. She was asking all sorts of questions about the animals and the stable and then she asked, "Why is baby Jesus sleeping there?" I said, "Baby Jesus didn't have a beautiful crib, with blankets like MJ. He slept in a manger, which is a few pieces of wood nailed together. On a bed of hay, which is basically grass." She looked at me with them most sincere eyes and said, "We got to get baby Jesus a bed. Do you think I could use my moneys to buy baby Jesus a bed?" I said, "What a kind idea?" She wants to give up her little pennies she was going to buy a ticket with and buy baby Jesus a bed instead.
Sometimes she is an angel.
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