As I mentioned in a previous post, I have been trying to teach Austin the true meaning of Christmas this year. Every night, we add pictures to a nativity themed sticker books and talk about the people involved in each scene. We talk about Mary and Joseph, the innkeeper, the angels, the shepherds, even the donkey. There is nothing in the world like hearing my three year old say the word Beff-la-hem, for the city of Jesus' birth.
Last night, I wanted to show off for my brother and sister-in-law. I wanted them to hear the word as only Austin can say it... "Beff-la-hem."
"Austin!" I called from the other room. "Can you please come here and tell your Uncle Adam where Jesus was born?"
"Sure." He said.
And then looking very seriously at Uncle Adam he replied, "He was born right in my sticker book!"
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