A friend of mine was watching her very young grandson who was starting to get a little naughty. She warned him he would get a spanking if he kept it up. As he ignored her warnings, she started to get up to take care of the situation. The child immediately ran into another room and locked the door. Get out here right now, she demanded. No, he whimpered, my bottom feels better in here.
                                                

When my nephew was three years old he came into a room where I was praying and asked me what I was doing.  I told him I was talking to God.  I knew I couldn't get him to leave so I asked him if he wanted to talk to God too.  He repeated some things I said like "Thank you God for everything," and "I love you God."  Then I prayed "God help Jeremy to have a better appetite and eat all his food, and help him to be a good boy."  He looked at me with an irritated, disgusted look for a few seconds (his Donald Duck look) and said "I don't like that, I don't like God."