Later that evening I began having seizures and by the time I arrived at the hospital I had lost all muscle control, had stopped breathing, and I believe my heart stopped as well (I had two episodes of seizures that night).
After the seizures stopped and I was recovering in the hospital. I told my parents that I sat on Jesus' lap and that he had taught me. My mother said after that night I would occassionally tell her of different things that Jesus had taught me. Things that a two and a half year old child would have no concept of really understanding.
Ever since this occurred my parents have both said that I have always been very spiritual, empathetic, and had an advanced understanding of Christ's teaching.