We have no idea where he gets these ideas

We were putting the children into the car after church this morning when we heard a siren in a nearby street.

“Fire engine!” said Babess.  “Mama, fire engine!”

“Yes,” said Fainjin, rather smugly.  “It’s my private fire engine.”


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