Christmas catechism…

… or, interacting with my son.

Me: You have to be in the church nativity play. They need kids to be angels.

The Boy: An angel?! That’s so girly! *whine*

Me: Whatever. St. Michael had a sword and could beat you up! Angels are tough. [I may have said “bad ass”]

The Boy: [eyes my suspiciously for a moment considering this] Really?

Me: Of course!

The Boy: Ok. I will do it but only if I can be a tough angel… like the *ANGEL OF DEATH*!!!

Me: Don’t be silly. Revelations comes after the Nativity.

The Boy: You’re no fun.

Sigh.