Hey, Jesus! Quiet Down!

When I was trying to put Lucy to bed the other night she kept saying "Jesus hurt my ears." She said it over and over. Obviously Erik and I were at a loss for words. We had no idea what she meant. Well, this morning she woke up and said in the most energetic voice "Jesus didn't hurt my ears."

It finally dawned on me today that she is referring to our house alarm. I set it off the other night by accident and it scared her to death. I just don't know how to convince her that if Jesus really wanted to talk to her it would be the most wonderful experience of her life. Not something that would scare the be-geezies out of her!