That time her Beyoncé fierce was on point.
When JC would not latch on.
And she was like, "Seriously, Jesus, you have to eat!"
When she agreed to watch John the Baptist for a couple of hours and couldn't drum up one divine iota of fake enthusiasm for his recap of that morning's episode of "Jake and the Neverland Pirates."
When God's only begotten son gave some biblical side-eye.
When Mary tried to read a book for fun, but Jesus was all "Can you snuggle me, Mama?"
When a cherub tried to get in on the action and baby J was having none of it. NONE. OF. IT.
When bae caught her slippin'.
And finally, when mother and son fell deeply into each other's eyes.
The Blessed Virgin reports that all she wants is to capture the beauty and wonder of this special time in her life and share it with her friends and family, saying "I guess I just don't understand how the mostly male artists (shout-out to my girl, Artemisia!) of Renaissance Europe under the patronage of the Catholic Church understood this but the community content reviewers at Instagram don't."