look here!
it's potato jesus!
the children went to sunday school and came back with
their own baby jesus child,
fashioned out of a potato.
it was great!
they loved and hugged and cradled their baby,
they made beds for the little jesus
and tucked him in for the night.
it was so tender.
but now E has the grater out
and he has the idea that we should
peel and shred our baby jesus...
... and make him into potato latkes.
it's potato jesus!
the children went to sunday school and came back with
their own baby jesus child,
fashioned out of a potato.
it was great!
they loved and hugged and cradled their baby,
they made beds for the little jesus
and tucked him in for the night.
it was so tender.
but now E has the grater out
and he has the idea that we should
peel and shred our baby jesus...
... and make him into potato latkes.
3 comments:
E could poke all of baby Jesus' eyes out with a pencil first. Get it... eyes... it's a potato joke.
Nothing says "Merry Christmas" than a Jesus grown in the dirt of Idaho.
You should sell it on Ebay.
The resemblance is stunning.
Next time I see E I'll show him how he can make an Anakin Private Parts doll out of a banana and two grapes.
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