I hear her little voice engaged in a play conversation.
I sneak up to see her playing with our Nativity figures.
I don't know what her game is, or what the figures are saying to one another.
Her game has something to do with gathering around a fire, standing on trees, and waiting.
The shepherds guard their sheep, as they should.
Suddenly, she turns to me and asks, "Baby Jesus coming soon?"Ah. So this is more than just a random game. She's been taking in all the traditions of Christmas, from Santa to the tree to presents, to this sweetest and simplest of stories: the birth of a baby in a humble stable so long ago.
She wanted to make sure the barn was warm enough for the baby, and that the grown-ups were all ready.
Am I ready? I'm working on it.