Eitan has been loving playing Fireman lately. One of us stands outside his room and “calls” 911. He answers and we provide a brief explanation of the fire. He rushes to the scene, with a truck of course.
After he put out a fire one time, I did a short interview with him.
Mama: “Fireman Eitan, how could I have prevented this fire?”
Eitan: “Aaaah, buy a fire truck”
Mama: “Fireman Eitan, what caused this fire?”
Eitan: “Aaaah, the moon.”
*Short pause*
Eitan: “I have to go; I have 15 kids at home.”
Mama: “Okay, thank you for your time.”
I held out my hand to shake and got a low-five instead.
*Interview over*