Wednesday morning, Jo woke up and asked to watch "Jesus Superstar, the one with all the girls dancing."
Several weeks back, while CoCo was in the midst of a 3-hour nap, I had shown Jo some snip-its of my favorite songs (What's the Buzz, Everything's Alright, Simon Zealotes) on youtube.
Unfortunately, we don't own this most beloved rock opera, but I tell her I'll look for it at the library. After Jo gets on the school bus, CoCo and I walk over to the library. CoCo plants herself in the children's play area and I go look for Jesus Christ Superstar. I find it and we check it out, along with a great big stack of children's books. As we walk home, Coryn points out the brown birds with the bulging red bellies waddling on the neighbor's lawn. Pregnant robins, a sure sign of spring.
YaYa comes over for lunch. It takes Jo roughly 138 minutes to finish her one-half of peanut butter sandwich. (I should sign her up for the slowest eater on the planet contest because I have no doubt she would win.) Anyway, after lunch we settle onto the couch to watch Jesus Christ Superstar. Instantly, I have flashbacks of sitting in the living room in my aunt and uncle's house and watching JCS with my siblings and cousins. It was our unofficial Lenten ritual.
Watching a movie with my girls isn't the most passive activity. In fact, its quite interactive. Jo loves singing and dancing and tries to sing along (with YaYa) and mimic the dancers. CoCo is inquisitive and keeps asking "Why?" - Why is Jesus happy/sad/mad? Why doesn't Judas like Mary?
YaYa and I do our best to answer/explain what is going on.
And then, Jo jumps in, saying, "Cokes, Jesus has to die on the cross to save the people."
2 comments:
Next time the projector needs to be set up for viewing , dancing thru the movie with the girls and YaYa
That's quite a little theologian you have on your hands. :)
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