I had a bad headache today and asked Flora and Scout to pray for me. Scout loves to pray for sick people. He very seriously scrunched his eyes shut, folded his hands, and prayed, "Fodder Dod, please to make Mommy's head to not hurt. Tank you. Aaaaaa-men."
Flora said she didn't want to pray but she would call Jesus on her Barbie cell phone. She dialed a LOT of numbers (obviously not a local call???), waited a moment for Jesus to answer, and said, "Hello, Jesus? How are you doing? Please make Mommy feel better. Ok? Ok. Bye-bye."
I thanked them both and told Flora she should call Jesus back to tell him that we love him. She dialed all the numbers, waited, and then said, "Hello, Jesus? I love you and Mommy loves you and Scout loves you and Timber loves you and Daddy loves you because.....um, because.....you are Jesus. Ok, bye-bye!"
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