A conversation with James a couple of days ago . . .
James: Mom, sometimes I hit people. Jesus doesn't hit people. I'n not gonna hit the girls anymore and I'n not gonna hit Patrick anymore.
Me: That's good. You're right. Jesus doesn't hit people.
James: Yeah, I like that guy. Is Jesus gonna come to our house after I stop hitting?
Me: No, I don't think so.
James: Oh, he lives far, far away?
Me: Yes, he lives in heaven.
James: Like Uncle Nate has to take three planes from Brazil.
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Jesus will be so proud! (I like that guy. HA HA HA!)
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