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From the mouths of babes…

Posted on Thursday 13 December 2007

Recently, my second graders acted out the story of Jesus’ birth. In only a way that children can. Here are just a few things I heard as we were getting ready for our acting debut.

Angel: My wings are too tight. I can’t feel my fingers.

Wise Man: Do I get to carry real frankenstein?

Shepherd: Look at my sheep. (Holds out his hand with three marshmallows.) They’re baby sheep.

Joseph: This beard itches my face.
Me: Take it off.
Joseph: I need a razor.
Me: You’ve got to be kidding me.

Mary: I need to ride in to the manger on my pet donkey.

Angel: I don’t like it when angels swoop. I’m just gonna walk.

Me: What’s wrong?
Kid in the Corner: They’re calling me a donkey boy.
Me: No, they’re calling Dawson a donkey boy.
Kid in the Corner: Oh, okay. Can I have a marshmallow?

Boy with a Rope: Can you tie this around my neck so I can be a donkey?

King Herod: I keep tripping over my dress.

3 Comments for 'From the mouths of babes…'

  1.  
    December 13, 2007 | 11:07 pm
     

    for someone so caught up in nativity scene accuracy (ie the wise men in your bedroom), since when did they have marshmallows at the manger? i mean, come on!

    scott (who played a shepherd and joseph in preschool Christmas pageants)

  2.  
    December 14, 2007 | 7:57 am
     

    Ha ha! That last one made me laugh our loud!!!

  3.  
    mom
    December 18, 2007 | 1:35 pm
     

    Your kids are as funny as you were, but naturally you don’t remember.

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