One night last week Noah was picking up his blanket to take upstairs and he put it over his head. Micah said he looked like Mary. By the time they got upstairs they had declared that Noah was Joseph, Micah was Mary and Celia was baby Jesus. The boys are good at this sort of imaginative play but they really get into their roles.
While doing our family prayer I prayed for Celia's ears to get better and Noah said, "Mom, you mean Jesus." "I pray that Jesus' ears get better." :) Then I told Noah to get into his bed and he said, "You mean the manger."