So today in Sunday School I was reading aloud The Nativity. Keep in mind that we spent the entire month of December on this story. The kids have dramatized this story with a plastic nativity set. In fact, I even read this particular book last Sunday.
So the kids should all be familiar with the details of the story, right?
Me: Then Mary brought forth her firstborn son, and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Tabitha leans over to examine the picture of the baby on the book’s page.
Tabitha: Was it a boy or a girl?
I figure she hasn’t been listening, and just doesn’t realize which story this is.
Me: Well, was Jesus a boy or a girl?
Tabitha: Um, a girl?
I’m sure there’s some deep comment about teaching I could make here, but I’m laughing too hard to think of it.
