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the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'awww!'

Wednesday, December 20

my daughter's take on christmas

so, i think i already said this, but this is the first christmas soren is really, i mean really into it. everything is so magical for her. it's great. and she's very politically correct about it. she talks about santa AND baby jesus equally; what santa is going to bring her and role-playing the baby jesus (though not the immaculate conception). her baby previously dubbed cassie has been replaced as baby jesus (although, it doesn't look quite arabic enough) and she, of course, is mary. and any boy who happens to be in the room is joseph. she even wants you to run and hide with her and baby jesus from the "bad guys who want to kill jesus." her comprehension scares me.
so, the other day some friends were down and they'd returned from taking the hubby snowmobiling. soren, being the social butterfly she is, grabbed one by the hand and directed him to observe the baby jesus sitting in the corner. "why is baby jesus in the corner?" he asked. "i had to spank him. he said some bad words" was her reply. where does she get this??
the funniest one, though, was when she was playing with a little nativity set my mom got her. you only open one box each day as you get closer to christmas, and inside each one are the various characters. so far she's opened the angel gabriel and mary. since she couldn't play the typical mary and joseph running away from the bad people scenario, she was playing gabriel giving mary the good news. the following is verbatim how it went down:
gabriel: "you're going to have a baby, mary, and it's going to be jesus!"
mary: "oh shit."

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