Summoning Powers

Bryn's not the dullest pencil in the box, but she definitely doesn't have everything thing figured out yet. A couple of weeks ago Peter was putting Calvin down for a nap when he heard whimpering. He went out and found Bryn cowering behind the couch sobbing and clearly out of sorts.

P: What's wrong?
B: I'm afraid I called the police.
P: Why, were you playing with the phone?
B: No, I was using the computer and I heard sirens so I was afraid I may have called them on accident.
P: You didn't. You can't call the police with PBS kids.org [or dot-dot-dot org as Calvin calls it].

Yesterday I was changing Ivy's diaper and she ran in to her room with tears in her eyes and a worried expression.

Me: What's wrong Bryn; are you afraid you contacted the police again?
B: Yes.
Me: Were you on the phone?
B: No.
Me: Were you using the computer?
B: No, but I was standing near it. And I heard sirens. And I'm afraid I accidentally called them.
Me: You didn't. Even if you did, why does that worry you? They're very nice and would understand it was a mistake.
B: Oh. I thought they were coming to take me or someone in our family to jail.
Me: No one in this house is going to jail. We didn't do anything wrong.
B: But what if someone else called them and told lies about us?
Me: [explained the assumption of innocence and the burden of proof]

Poor kid and her mystical police summoning powers.