"You Must Be Tired."

We had just finished praying the rosary-- in the car, on the way home from grandma's house.  It was around 10:30pm.  Everyone was trying to get situated and quiet so we could sleep, although someone would say one thing, then somebody else would say another, so it took about 10 minutes for everyone to quiet down.

Well, you know that moment-- everybody is finally quiet, you close your eyes, take a deep sigh, and begin to rest.  But then...

...all of a sudden mom clicked on the radio.  The radio was on ridiculously loud, for whatever reason, and made everyone jump.

The first thing we heard after that peaceful moment of quieting down was a deep, booming voice that said,

"YOU MUST BE TIRED!"

We all burst out laughing and said, "Yeah, we're tired!  Let us go to sleep!"

My mom quickly turned the radio down and we all quietly laughed as we drifted off to sleep.