Mina is learning Christmas songs at school. Real, honest-to-goodness CHRISTmas songs.
I don't get it. We have to call the Halloween party a "Fall Party", but they can send my kid home singing about round yon virgins?
Mina's been singing Silent Night a lot. Like A LOT a lot. They've got her doing sign language with it too. It's cute and all, but it's also kind of creepy to hear her singing about the babyjesus.
All this sign language has piqued her interest in deaf people. "Are they different?" she asked me. I told her that they were just people, like us, but they can't hear. And just as I was about to pat myself on the back for such a great and succint answer, she throws this at me: "Can you hear a deaf person cry?"
Maybe it was the PMS last week, but that got me a little misty.
So, it's Silent Night, Holy Night EVERY night and it's getting a little old. But, as most things that are getting old around here do, it's getting funny.
"Holy Shit!" has now been replaced with "Holy Infant!". The same can be said of the less uttered "Holy Cow!".
Mina doesn't like this at all.
She also didn't like the following conversation that took place a few days ago.
Mina (singing): ...holy infant, so tender and mild...
Jim: You know what I like tender and mild? A steak.
Mina: NO DADDY! HOLY INFANT!
Me: Mmmmmm...tender infant....
Mina: STOP IT!
I hope that when Mina grows up, she gets a really well paying job with fantastic benefits to help pay for the inevitable therapy in her future.
