Something girls do
So we're riding to church Sunday morning. "Welcome to our World" comes on the radio, one of my favorite Christmas songs ever. And, as always, by the time the song reached the "tiny heart whose blood will save us" line, I was a puddle of weepy mush.
(I cry at the drop of a hat these days, and even moreso at stuff that always made me cry before.)
Song ends, and I am still pretty choked up.
Mama: Trey, do you know how special it is that Jesus came here for us?
Trey: Yes, I know. I do know. (long pause) What's wrong?
Mama: Nothing, buddy. I'm just happy about Christmas and celebrating Jesus.
Trey: (another long pause) But you're crying. What's wrong with you?
Mama: It's just something girls do sometimes, to cry when they are happy. I'm so happy and thankful for Jesus.
Trey: (yet another long pause) Why do girls do that?
Mama: It's just one of those things.
Trey: But why?
Luckily we happened upon a speed limit sign, and ADOSD kicked in to end the conversation. (That would be Attention Deficit Ooh-Shiny Disorder, in case you're not familiar.)
(I cry at the drop of a hat these days, and even moreso at stuff that always made me cry before.)
Song ends, and I am still pretty choked up.
Mama: Trey, do you know how special it is that Jesus came here for us?
Trey: Yes, I know. I do know. (long pause) What's wrong?
Mama: Nothing, buddy. I'm just happy about Christmas and celebrating Jesus.
Trey: (another long pause) But you're crying. What's wrong with you?
Mama: It's just something girls do sometimes, to cry when they are happy. I'm so happy and thankful for Jesus.
Trey: (yet another long pause) Why do girls do that?
Mama: It's just one of those things.
Trey: But why?
Luckily we happened upon a speed limit sign, and ADOSD kicked in to end the conversation. (That would be Attention Deficit Ooh-Shiny Disorder, in case you're not familiar.)
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