Mommy and daddy say you pray for me. I like that ALOT because I really don't like doctors. They poke me alot! I don't always feel good but I still like to play and do things I am not suppose to. Mommy gets frustrated with me, but I just like to explore and challenge her.
The doctor told me I was really smart and awesome and then he gave me stickers. I have gotten LOTS of stickers and suckers this last year. So when I go and they poke me I say to them, "You give me sticker and sucker?"
This time the pokes really hurt and I tell them, "No more, all done!" Daddy says he wants to get my pokes for me. I want him to but they won't let him. I don't like that!
Even though the doctors know that my mutation is a disease (mild) they don't know what it is but I have a secret...
Jesus does and I really like Jesus, He tells me I am going to be okay, and He says to keep praying because He likes that too.
Oh, and mommy says I need to tell you thank you, because it means alot to have so many people love me.
Dax's prayer: Dear Jesus thank You for wheldon, mommy, daddy, avery, ryry, hildoary, baby tyce, whive in my heart and make me feel better. Amen
Yes Weldon he said you before us!
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