In our house, Baby Jesus is...a ping pong ball. Yes, that's right. And he lays in a manger which is a storage ottoman with the top removed and a blanket draped over it. And we have to be veeeery quiet when he is sleeping. And then when he starts crying...
C: Oh no, he's crying!
Me: Uh oh! What are you going to do?
C: I'm gonna hold him, and wrap him up really good so he will be warm. (then he did that - soooo cute)
Me: Oh, I think that is a great idea.
C: I'm his Mommy!
Me: Oh you are?
C: Yeah and I will take care of him.
Then a few minutes later...
C: (holding a little dog toy that is a house) This is Baby Jesus's house and his Mommy is in there with him.
Me: I thought you were Baby Jesus's Mommy?
C: I'm not gonna be his mommy anymore. I'm gonna be a super hero!
There you have it!