The Story of Jesus' Birth

My older two had chapel today where Father read them the nativity story.  They recounted it for me on the way home:

Girlie: Mary and Joseph were married and going to have a baby named Jesus.  They decided to go on a vacation, but the hotels were all full because of the convention.

Boyo: So they had to sleep in a barn.  And it smelled like poop!  Isn't that silly?

Girlie: I'M TELLING THIS STORY!  So Baby Jesus came and He was God.  And the angels came and told the sheep that the baby was here.

Boyo: IT'S MY TURN TO TALK!  And there was a star.  And the smart men came from the star.

Girlie: Like aliens.

Boyo: BE QUIET! I'M TELLING IT! Um... I don't know.

Girlie: So they brought presents...

Boyo: But Baby Jesus didn't get a train.  Or a Darth Maul lightsaber.

Girlie: No, he got lotions.  Like for his butt rash.

Boyo: And the angels came back to the smart men.  And told them to go to tell a lie.  Lying is bad, right Mommy?

Girlie: No, no, no.  They HAD to lie.  So Baby Jesus wouldn't get hurt.  Mary and Joseph and Baby Jesus went to 'Gypt.  I think to build a pyramid.

Boyo: And that is why Santa Claus comes!