A couple of weeks ago Andrew’s preschool group took a field trip to the fire station.
We looked at the fire trucks, equipment, and where the firemen live.
I’ve always been a person extremely paranoid about house fires.
So I went throughout the day with :fire: on my brain.
Are the kids prepared? Have we tested the detectors lately? etc.
Then I went to bed.
Darrin woke me up about 2am telling me that there were fire trucks outside.
The neighbor’s house was on fire.
No one was hurt. Everyone was fine.
But, man, it shook me up!!
Ironic. isn’t it?
4 comments:
Smoke detector in every bedroom and change the batteries every six months!
Wow! that is crazy!
Wo!! That is scary!! That was my biggest fear when I was young. It is a frightening thing!
Very ironic! I'm glad everybody was okay!
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