This morning, my 10 year old daughter said, “Hey dad, Mary fainted in the manger.”
This kind of sentence very rarely leads to good things. I tend to file these conversations in my “Jon is a bad parent” folder, which is thick at this point.
I said, “What do you mean sweetheart?”
She replied, “Well, baby Jesus started doing pushups and she saw that his back says ‘made in Italy’ so she fainted.”
Awesome. I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to do that. Somewhere in the Bible it probably says, “Never make sweet baby Jesus do push ups in the manger, especially because he is naked.” Bet that’s in Revelation or something.
But maybe she was joking. My kids love pranks. So I looked at the manger.
Nope, Jesus was working out. He was probably in the middle of a burpee. Maybe that’s P90X. Hard to tell.
I took a photo. Here it is. I hope it makes you feel better about your own parenting. I am worse than you.
