A Christmas Story: Blue Baby Jesus
When Minime was 3 she was at my folks’ house coloring a nativity scene. She covered Baby Jesus in blue marker. My dad asked her if she wouldn’t rather make his skin another color, like peach.Well, she wasn’t havin’ none o’ that and she kept going.
So my dad told me to teach her to color skin properly. I replied that I let her choose how she wants to color things.
Not ready to give up, my dad picked up a peach crayon and started coloring with her. He lasted about two seconds, because the wailing and crying and general tantrumming and “NOOOOOOO, LOOOOLLOOOOOO!” stunned him into leaving the room.
Christmas. Good times, good times.