I realized I had taught my son how to swear when he was 3. He *loved* all trucks, especially fire trucks. Fire truck t-shirts, wears fire rainboots to daycare every day, the whole deal. We stopped at a red light on the way to daycare one day, the construction site we had been going past finally started to look like the building it would …
I realized I had taught my son how to swear when he was 3. He *loved* all trucks, especially fire trucks. Fire truck t-shirts, wears fire rainboots to daycare every day, the whole deal. We stopped at a red light on the way to daycare one day, the construction site we had been going past finally started to look like the building it would become: a brand new fire station. My son looks over, points, and goes "WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT??!??"
I realized I had taught my son how to swear when he was 3. He *loved* all trucks, especially fire trucks. Fire truck t-shirts, wears fire rainboots to daycare every day, the whole deal. We stopped at a red light on the way to daycare one day, the construction site we had been going past finally started to look like the building it would become: a brand new fire station. My son looks over, points, and goes "WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT??!??"
Ahahahahaha