So. We are still talking about the Christmas story, particularly the Living Nativity play, two and a half months later. The conversations usually go something like this:
Noa: (with some sort of stick or post that looks like a staff): Look, Mama, I’m Jofes!
Me: That’s great. Who is Joseph?
Noa: (in her sweet, “I’m-talking-about-a-baby” voice”) Baby Jesus’ daddy.
Me: Do you want to be Joseph in the Christmas play?
Noa: No. Noa be a sheep.
Me: Oh that’s great. You are cute little sheepy. What do sheep say?
Noa: (in a tiny little voice) Beh Beh.
(at this point in the conversation she will sometimes get on her hands and knees and ask for a “sheepy treat” which is me pretenting to feed her something and her eating it out of my hand).
Me: (petting her head) I love my little sheep.
Noa: No. Noa be Angel. Say Ha-Ye-Yu-YA!!
Me: That’s right. The angels sang Hallelujah when Baby Jesus was born.
Noa: (At the mention of the Baby, she stops. She gets really excited) No. Noa be Ma-yeee. (and in her soft, almost sad, “I’m-talking-about-a-baby voice and holding her arms up close to her head as if she is cradling a baby) Ho-old Baby Jesus.
Me: Yes, you could be Mary and hold sweet Baby Jesus.
Noa: Mommy Ma-yee? (I was Mary in the play)
Me: Yes, I acted like Mary. And Daddy was Joseph.
Noa: (picking up her forgotten staff and following that train of thought) Look, Mama! Noa Jofes…
AND, SO IT GOES…
Tags: Noa, Overheard-at-my-house
It’s like “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie”! So cute!
Oh my! How cute. Ellie also says, “Ha-Ye-YU-Ya”. LOVE it!