Who knew she only came in one color?
We have the darlingest little Fisher Price Nativity. The kids adore it and play with it by the hour. It's dang cute, and I don't stress about them breaking Baby Jesus. Everyone wins!
Like with most seemingly perfect arrangements, this one also has it's downside. Hazel is now convinced that our nativity is the nativity. What I mean exactly by that is that she's convinced that Fisher Price's rendition is the true and living Holy Family.
My mother has a fabulous collection of nativities from around the world. They're gorgeous! Big ones, little ones, all different nationalities--fabulous. We were admiring them the other day, and Hazel was pretty disturbed. "Mom", she whispered anxiously, "the Mary isn't right."
"What do you mean?"
"The Mary isn't BLUE!!"
Since the Fisher Price Mary is wearing a blue dress, all Holy Mothers everywhere must now and forever be clad only in blue. And let me tell you, once a five year old has a strongly held opinion, just try reasoning with her!
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posted by Becca at
11:04 PM
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That is exactly the reason that my brother would never let his children watch Living Scriptures. He didn't want them thinking Nephi was a cartoon character!
Their little minds have everything figured out don't they? I sadly don't have any kind of nativity unless you count the felt story board. The kids could't get confused by a piece of felt could they? "Mommy, but I thought baby jesus was a lot fuzzier than that."
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Lara, at
9:51 PM
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