All the Mirgins

As I mentioned once before, I often sing "Silent Night" to the boys before bed. It started long ago when Caleb was a little boy and didn't necessarily "get" that it was a Christmas song. He just associated it with being a nice, soothing song. Noah, over the years, has come to like my simple rendition (if I can call it a rendition) of it as well.

The other night, he asked me to sing it to them before bed.

I have been wondering for awhile when one of them would ask what a virgin was and thought that the moment might have come when the following happened.

I sang the song and then Noah said, "I can sing it too, Mom." And he started in in this darling little boy, slightly off-tune voice:

Silent Night, Holy Night
All is calm, all is bright
All the mirgins there with their child.
Holy infant.
Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace.

I was so glad it was dark in the room as I was both giggling to myself and tearing up at the same time.

Not sure what, in his mind, all the mirgins hanging out with a child would look like. But it beats the heck out of explaining what a virgin is.