Oh, the things children repeat!
Like many of you, my child grew up in the firehouse – and this is something that I hope she says with a tremendous amount of pride. The station has been her refuge, playhouse, babysitter, and many times, her entertainment. All too often my daughter hung out in the back room watching TV while we gathered to discuss training, debrief from an incident, or just shoot the bull. Unfortunately, guys being guys, the language and jokes were not always “kid friendly” – all to her mother’s horror, I’m sure! We whimsically explained it away as “firehouse talk” and it was NEVER to be repeated – and then prayed she bought it:)