For the past week and a half, Ally has become obsessed with the idea of being baby Jesus. She'll drag a monstrous blanket to where I am standing and ask to be swaddled like baby Jesus. When that's done, she'll lie on the floor/couch/bed and say, "Momma, I'm baby Jesus!" It's interesting to me that even at this young age she is trying to be like our Savior. Granted, she is trying to be like him as a baby, but what a great age to imitate. Our Savior put off his glory and power to come to the earth in a much more humble way: as a baby.
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