Yesterday, we drove two hours south to visit Nate’s parents. The kids dozed off and on, but mostly stayed awake. Andy must have been thinking ahead to things to come.

“Daddy, why does Grandfather always read us a story before we open presents [at Christmastime]?”

Nate: “Well, it’s a very important story. Do you remember what it is?”

Andy: “Um… Nancy Drew?!”

I couldn’t help myself and lost it then, but Nate thought Andy had correctly answered Luke 2, so he said, “What Buddy?”

Andy repeated: “Nancy Drew?”

In no time, all three of us were laughing so hard we were crying. Through tears I said, “Andy, whose birthday is Christmas?”

Andy: “Jesus!”

Me: “So, Grandfather is reading us the story in the Bible when Jesus was born! That’s what the story is about.”

Andy: “Oh!”

To Andy’s credit, Nate and his brothers grew up reading the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew and his parents still have several of those books on their bookshelves. It wasn’t an unreasonable guess, but it sure was a funny one!

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