Earlier this week my dad and stepmom took me out for a belated birthday dinner. We were all talking about Christmas when Little Man announced, “I’m not celebrating Christmas this year; I’m celebrating Hanukkah!”
Sam and I exchanged glances. This was new to us. I was hoping this wouldn’t be like Thanksgiving when LM went on a political rant at my dad’s dinner table. Things got uncomfortable and a bit tense.
My stepmom asked LM if he didn’t want Santa to leave toys under the Christmas tree this year.
“No,” he answered.
“You don’t want presents?”
“You get presents with Hanukkah. But I really want to celebrate Hanukkah because it has a much cooler story than Christmas.”
Yikes. Telling people who get irked over saying “Happy Holidays” that the Christmas story is less cool than another story might be worse than singing Obama’s praises while making negative comments about Trump at Thanksgiving.
“Oh, really?” she asked. I figured she was thinking, This is what happens when you don’t take your kids to church for four years!
“Well,” Little Man continued, “Superman did fly the Jews out of Egypt, after all. That’s pretty awesome.” He had a big smirk on his face.
“Superman? Egypt?” my stepmom asked incredulously as I got the reference and nearly spit my sweet tea out laughing. He had watched one of the Christmas episodes of Friends with me last week and using it to make a joke.
“He’s talking about Friends, the TV show,” I explained, but that did little to explain things.
“He wants to be Jewish because of a TV show?” she asked.
“No. He was making a joke. Just…” I shrugged.
“It’s a joke!” Little Man said. “Of course I want presents on Christmas morning.”
Like mother, like son — making random references to TV shows as jokes that nearly no one gets.