Bad Dream...

The other night miss Hunter had a bad dream.
She came into our room crying.
She asked me if she should say a prayer so she wouldn't think about her bad dream anymore, and I told her that was a good idea.
She went back into her room and went back to bed.
A half hour later back out she came...
One more time she came out crying this time saying, "that He didn't hear her prayer because she was still thinking about her dream."
I said, "I know Heavenly Father did hear her prayer, but now she just needed to try and go to sleep."
She said ok and went back into her room for the third time.
The next thing I knew her light was on and the sound machine was turned off.
By this time it was 4:30 in the morning and I thought for sure she was started the day.
I got out of bed and went into her room.
She was down on her knee's saying another prayer.
I asked her if she was alright and she said, "Mom, I had to turn on the lights so He could see me praying, and I had to turn off my sound machine so He could hear my prayer."

What a sweet girl!...well most of the time.