I was driving around today doing errands and we had to pull over for a firetruck. Here is the conversation that followed:
Josie: I hate firetrucks!
Me: Why?
Josie: Because they make you pull over!
Me: Well, you should think of the people that need that firetruck and pray that they will be ok.
Josie: I just hate them!
Me: How would you feel if one of your brothers was hurt and mommy had to call a firetruck and they took a really long time to get there and your brother was hurt really bad?
Silence from the back of the van.
Then.
Josie: Which brother?
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