Our family was walking into church on Sunday and a guy with long brown hair and goatee was holding the door for us. Our troop walked through thanking him as we passed--Alex was the last one. When he passed the gentlemen, he looked up with a big grin and said "Thanks Jesus!" Of course...why wouldn't he expect to see Jesus opening the door to welcome him to church.
I took the boys to the movies and in the lobby Alex started pointing and trying to get my attention. He pulled on my arm and said "Me! Me! (his name for mom) uh Jesus!!" I look over to where he's pointing and see a life-size cut out of Capt. Jack Sparrow. I had to break his heart and tell him "Baby, that's a pirate."