king of the juice

Mama's boots are a perfect fit.

Andrew took Finn to see the Christmas Pageant tonight at the Waverly Presbyterian Church, since it's a neat tradition and Finn pretty much loves anything with music and lights. By all accounts he was on his best behavior and very enthusiastic, clapping at all of the music and expressing pride at his grandfather who helped to change the sets.

The best part is when the narrator was talking about the "King of the Jews." Finn immediately asked Andrew (in what I'm sure was not the most quiet whisper), "WHERE'S the juice? May I have some juice?"

I'm looking forward to lots of good pre-holiday commentary - and behavior - this week.