Thunder

The other day we had a thunderstorm and Reagan was scared of the thunder.
Madison being the understanding big sister tried to comfort her by saying,

“Don’t be scared of the thunder, it’s just Jesus talking.”

Reagan went to bed for a nap and about an hour later I checked and she was still awake. I asked why she’s not sleeping and she says,

“I scared! I no want to hear Jesus talking!”

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