If I knew it only took a note

So, the son is pushing his sister in her stroller and is running it into something about every 23 seconds. He then pushes the top of the stroller forward so his sister gets violently thrown forward with about the same G-forces the Apollo astronauts had on take off. She then is jerked back by the opposing force. Of course, she has a very good five point harness which undergoes inspection on every outing. To accentuate the impact, the son also yells "airbag" for effect as one of his parents must have told him something along the lines of how an airbag deploying in your face somehow colors the rest of your day along with your face.

Airbag is apparently on the top of the kids' list for fun, fun, fun. As I do not resemble either child, I have a plan to act like I just found them if DFCS comes over to inquire about who is parenting the kids.

So, after walking through at least one half of a very small parking lot slightly larger than a postage stamp, the son informs me he is out of breath. I suggest that perhaps he needs to get some exercise. After at least 5 seconds of consideration, he said that, "yes, he could do that or he could also just write a note to Jesus and ask him for some more breath." So he slowly limps at least two parking places to my car and writes his note on the dirt on the hood. Of course, it was in cursive as he doesn't know how to spell or write in print yet. He also doesn't have any idea how to write in cursive but feels it is much more convincing. I tend to agree as it is clear that an individual's handwriting deteriorates the further along they get in school and, here's the biggie, the smarter they are. This clearly explains doctors' abilities to only write 3 letters that don't appear to be horizontal lines. It also goes to explain my very clear and precise printing and cursive.

So, I consider my options. I can't tell the kid that he shouldn't send it up to Jesus. That would be wrong on so many levels. I can't tell the kid that Jesus called me as he will want the call back number. This kid wants proof. No idea where he may have gotten that trait from. I could tell him I'm hearing Jesus in my head but he will help his father take me to a very special place.

So, I am currently looking for a sample of Jesus's handwriting that will say, "thanks for writing. I would be happy to give you more breath. Think I would have invented treadmills and exercise otherwise?" Although, in my opinion, treadmills may have come from the dark side.