When I was 6 I was asked to "decide for myself". It was really a fantastic idea to let me decide, with my own free will, completely free of coercion.
"Now you know how the kh has kids and you like to play with them afterwards?
"And daddy's church doesn't have that?
"And if you go to the kh, Jehoho will be happy, but if you go to daddy's church, he'll be sad?
"And if you go to the kh, you'll get to live forever in paradise, petting lions and playing all the time?"
Yes, mommy.
"OK then, which church do you want to go to?"
Well, if I go to the kh, then I can't have Christmas or birthdays.
"Yes, but Armageddon will be here before Christmas or your birthday. All the people who celebrate those things will be dead by Christmastime, and paradise will be here."
Oh, I guess the kh then.