P: "Mama, we need a Yard Jesus"
M: "A Yard Jesus?"
P: "Uh- huh, like Miss Lisa’s"
(Light bulb goes off in my head, the neighbor has an lit outdoor nativity screen)
M: "Oh you mean a nativity scene, we keep our Jesus inside baby, he’s just packed up in a box still."
P: "Yeah, but a Yard Jesus is better."
I think there may still be a little Jersey left in that girl…