Yes, Jesus, King of the Juice.
Welcome to the land of long days and short nights. Days that drag, and years that fly. Little sleep and lots of tears. But even more love and laughter. Where ice pops cure everything (almost), and kisses are given freely. Lullabies are sung out of key, and laundry never gets put away. This is my life as a mommy.
12.15.2010
"King of the Juice"
I am seriously considering changing the name of this blog to something like, "Overheard at the Opie's" since my main topic of writing is random funny things Olivia says. As you know from my last post I have been trying to find ways to entertain without TV. And Christmas is coming up so we've talking a lot about Jesus and his birth. The whole no room in the inn, born in a manger, was getting kind of old. So I added a few more details, like King Herod asking where is this "King of the Jews"? And ordering his execution. I know a bit much for a 2 year old, right? Anyway, she was like, "Mommy, why was he the king of the juice?"
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