Christmas at the curate’s house is almost over. The tree is down (causing many tears from Miss F!), the lights are packed away and only the crib scene, wise men now attending, remains.
In the midst of the busyness I managed to have a parenting win.
A week before Christmas a friend came by and asked Miss F (aged 2.5) ‘who’s coming at Christmas?’ expecting her to reply ‘Father Christmas’ but instead she promptly responded ‘Geesus’
It took a lot to contain my proud mother fist pump!
Despite the busyness, I’m grateful for this Christmas as it’s really cemented Jesus as a person in our home. The combination of nightly reading of our Christmas nativity book and increased linguistic ability has meant that Miss F now associates the name ‘Geesus’ with the words:
Now that’s a Christmas gift I’ll treasure!