Sean, climbs into our bed in middle of the night sick, whimpering. I say let's pray to Jesus and see if He can make you better. He nods yes. I say, "Jesus, please help Sean feel better, especially his tummy." Sean adds, "And my legs." Jeff interrupts, "Your legs? What's wrong with your legs?" Sean quickly responds clearly agitated, "Daddy! We're talking to Jesus!"
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