This year my ten year old decided that he is to old to be a shepherd. So instead, he chose a camel mask. (Of course, this leads to a whole other story... think Geico commercial).
So the debate begun when parts were called. Stars began the pageant, lighting the way for Mary, Joseph and the cutest baby Jesus. Next was shepherds and animals. I tried to convince the camel to go up with the shepherds (imagine 7 shepherds for every animal). Camel and Grandma thought he should walk with the Three Wisemen. I disagreed knowing that he would be the only animal at that time. After all the shepherds were already on stage, my camel decided to walk up while the portion of the Christmas story was being read.
If you can, imagine this... My son walked to the front of the filled church sanctuary and turned to face the audience, with camel mask in front of face. Then he slowly side stepped his way to the steps, all while still wearing the mask. I about lost it! My in-laws, husband and friend were laughing so loud.
His antics didn't end there. Not many people noticed, but as all the children were going back to the their seats, my camel kept hopping in front of our pastor (who adores the kids and vice versa). The camel was trying to get Pastor to play along with him, but to no avail. Back to sit beside me the camel went.
After service, my son chased down the pastor. Pretty sure this is how the conversation went... "what day is it, what day is it?" "hump daaayyy!!" And yes, today is Wednesday.
My husband encouraged this silliness. He couldn't control his "hump day" antics when my son announced that he would be a camel.
Life with boys, quite interesting.
Merry Christmas to all and a Happy 2015 to you and yours.
