Cecilia, after dinner, playing with our nativity on our dining room table:
Baby Jesus: (whimpering face down)
Sheep: What's wrong, Jesus?
Baby Jesus: I want ice cream.
Sheep: No, candy cane.
Baby Jesus: Ice cream?
Sheep: Candy cane?
While what baby Jesus got for dessert would be entirely up to Mary, Cecilia can only choose one. I don't know which Jesus would have chosen, but, in the end, Cecilia opted for ice cream: cookies and cream with a few M&Ms on top.
Well, at least the baby Jesus has stopped crying.