"Jon?" his mother asked, from behind him.
He turned around. There didn't seem to be anything different about her.
"Are you ready for presents?"
Of course, today is March 23rd. So, it's my birthday.
They walked downstairs and Jon saw a Christmas tree with presents scattered around it. "I thought it was my birthday," Jon whispered to himself.
His mom heard him and said "It is your birthday, Jon. But you're the reincarnation of Jesus, so it's also New Christmas."
New Christmas? What's that? Jon thought, as he slowly walked towards the tree.
