liam and susanna are infatuated with their fisher price nativity set. they'll play with it for hours, positioning the figurines in different spots around the stable and pushing the button so that the shepherds and wise men can rock out to "away in a manger" for the 212th time. i love to eavesdrop from the other room, to hear what susanna thinks the donkey would say to virgin mary, or to hear liam informing the motley crew that's assembled there that his middle name is also joseph. our only problem is that for a week or so now, the most important character has gone missing. keep this in mind, as i share with you a glimpse into a typical afternoon of the mann family.
it's 4 p.m. on a cold, dark monday. we're stuck inside because of the weather and susanna's late nap. liam is rummaging around all corners of the playroom in search of some elusive piece to his "five little monkeys" puzzle. the doorbell rings. in a matter of ten seconds ...
1) super races to the front door, howling.
2) i drag her out to the back deck so we're not sued.
3) susanna wakes up from all the commotion and begins her own howling.
4) i open the door to find a somewhat apprehensive UPS guy who needs my signature.
5) liam starts yelling, "I FOUND JESUS! MOMMA, I FOUND JESUS! JESUS IS HERE!"
by the time liam made it to the foyer, clutching his precious fisher price Baby Jesus who had been apparently resting on the floor under the armchair, that delivery guy was halfway down the street and never looked back. i never even signed for the package.
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