Who lives in your throat?

Today during church, I had to take Tori out in the hall for awhile. While I was holding her on my lap getting her calmed down, she heard the speaker talk about the Holy Ghost. Here is the conversation that followed:

Tori: Mom, she said, 'Holy Ghost'.
Me: Do you know who the Holy Ghost is?
Tori: Yes, Jesus tells him to make me feel better, like when I'm sad. And Jesus lives in my throat. And I like the Holy Ghost. And Jesus and the Holy Ghost are friends.


Yep, from the mouth (or throat) of Babes...