We may have set the little guy up for a life of failure. In his first ever dramatic performance - a the tender age of 28 day old - he has played the role of a lifetime: Baby Jesus. How does one top that? Where does one go after playing the son of God! Oh well, at least he was brilliant in his role. And aside from the slightly unplanned interaction with the communion table, all was alright. Marissa (Mary) was taking Matthew up on stage and there was the gentlest of bonks on the table. Kristine and I didn't notice, but all the other parents did and there was this collective gasp and a swivel of heads to look back at us. We were all like "what? Is it wrong that our baby is playing Jesus or something?" Matthew didn't really care, but in the reprise performance we ensured that there weren't many table about.
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