A couple of days ago he came inside and sat on the floor.  He sat and looked at his foot for a long time.  When I asked him what was wrong, he pointed to his foot and said, "I have Jesus feet!"  I of course could not help but bust up laughing.  He got the most serious look and said it again.  "I have Jesus feet!"  I got down on the floor next to him and looked at his foot.  It appeared to have a "hole" in it.  Throughout the day he would remind me about his "Jesus Feet."  Finally I asked how he felt about his feet being like that.  He said, "I like having Jesus feet because I wanted to see how his feet look, I like Jesus."  
His feet did look a bit like Jesus' feet with exception of the blue toe-nail polish. 
 
 
 
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Oh my gosh. He's so tough!
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