My Daughter Thinks She Is Jesus

I’m playing with my daughter, N. We are using small plastic people from such adventures as “Mama and Dada Bring a Baby Home and Eat Ice Cream” and “I Go to a School Where a Dog is My Only Classmate”.

Not to be outdone, my daughter creates a diverse family of her own.

This is what most of our family photos look like.

I ask her who is who because when an angel and baby Jesus are involved, I want to know where I fall.

This is me.

A tall blonde who smiles a lot. Exactly.

This is Scott.

He's an SNL skit.

This is her brother, E.

At least she got the Bieber haircut right.

And this is her.

Yes, all of them.

I press her for more information.

Me: Baby Jesus?
N: Me.
Me: The angel?
N: Me.
Me: The shepherd, the wise man, and the farmer?
N: Me, me and me.

Now, I’m all for creativity. But if she’s trying to tell me that I birthed the Messiah, I’m disappointed in the lack of burning bushes and booming voices.

Although I’m pretty sure the angel and Jesus set is the best $50 that I’ve ever spent now that God is speaking through it. I also discovered that a replacement Baby Jesus is only $7! A sigh of relief from the virgin-ish Alex for her prophetic Little People set and tendency to lose things.

After we are done playing, contemplating the fall of humanity and enjoying my buxom blond status, my daughter offhandedly mentions that the dog is named N, too.

And we all know dog backwards is God. BOO-YAH!

The offering line starts to your left.

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Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on LateEnough.com, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

33 thoughts on “My Daughter Thinks She Is Jesus

  1. LOve how the new site is set up.

    And, I would be laughing out loud.

    I love these little guys. The things you find out when you play with them.

    My guys used to put the dad horizontal on the sofa all the time.

    Cracked.me.up.

  2. We too have the Little People manger. My son played with it non-stop. I should pull it back out. Guess there’s nothing wrong with a nativity being up all year.

  3. She is her own little village! The baby gets all the presents, the wise men make all of the decisions, the farmers grow all of the food and the shepherd keeps everyone on track. Genius! Not sure about the dog,though…

  4. I’m off to find a replacement Farmer because ours was lost on vacation and the animals are currently running wild in the bath tub and in my purse.

  5. At our house, everything is either one of the dogs or C. I keep asking her what we should name the baby and she tells me C. I think having two kids with the same name would be confusing.

    Of course, she also thinks the baby lives in my belly button.

    1. I’m actually disappointed both my kids aren’t named E. It’d be quite the time saver. HEY E! WE’RE LEAVING THE PLAYGROUND. and BOTH kids would come running. (because they ALWAYS listen to their Mama)

      1. Oh great! Now I have to scroll back and check it out. Gimme a second…..
        Wow! No shit Sherlock. Is it “Alternate Life Style Farmer with a Carrot”?

        Wow! (again) N really does have a diverse family.

  6. Hey, is it just me or have you done some spring cleaning around here 🙂

    I feel as though I must do a similar activity with my children…though given what we have in the house I’ll either be a donkey, a cow or a sheep. Hmmmm. Oh…possibly Noah.

  7. If my son picked one of his toys to be, it’s going to be a delivery man, because that’s what all of his figures are. I don’t know why, he has a lot of delivery men. While it may not be nearly as cool as being Baby Jesus {although that’s what he wanted to name his brother} at least he’ll bring me cool things. Like an iPad. Or new lap top. Or boxes and boxes of donut pans.

  8. Once, I was playing Little People (the old school ones at my mom’s house) with my nephew and I was asking the names of everyone.

    They all made sense…you know, for him being 3.

    Then we got to the dog.

    “And who is this, J?”

    “Lucifer.”

    “Wait. What? What is his name?”

    “Lucifer.”

    O_O

    Apparently? He was big into Cinderella at the time. I did not know until much later that the cat in Cinderella is named Lucifer.

    WTF?

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