My Favorite from the Week:

Yesterday George (still three) was playing some sort of game with Sarah involving fighting bad guys, monsters, etc.

All of a sudden, he yelled, "OH NO!  There's a GHOST!" 

And then, more calmly he said, "Wait, it's ok--it's the Holy Ghost."

Then he proceeded to walk over to the area where the Holy Ghost "was," so he could give his explanation for the misunderstanding.  "Hi, Holy Ghost, I'm sorry we scared you.  I thought you were with Jesus."