While putting McKailyn to bed we heard a fire engine's sirens:
McKailyn: Dad is that a fire truck?
Me: Yes honey, they are probably going to help somebody.
McKailyn: Ok, but if they come back this way I hope they are quiet so they don't interrupt my beauty sleep. (straight faced)
Me: Yes dear
Jocelyn was talking about something we didn't need to talk about while eating dinner.
Me: Jocelyn, please stop talking about that.
Jocelyn: You got it soldier!
Me: *confused look on my face*
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