You said WHAT?

DD was on her way to school, safely belted into the back of my truck when she spies my duty belt and starts to pull it apart. First the stethoscope is hung on the coat hook by the ear peaces, then the gloves don both hands.

She then asks me "Mommy you drive a fire truck right?" To which I reply "no, I drive an ambulance. Mommy needs to go to more training to drive the fire truck, but with new baby on the way, I have not been able to go to all the training"

Which she then replies "I have your scissors! Can we CUT the baby out now?" (Thank god I was driving, or else I probably would have had a small fit, however since this is not the first time my sweet innocent 4yo has pulled out the tazer on me, I was prepared).

I replied "No, we cannot get the baby out now, it is not done growing, and will only come out when it is ready"

So she sat there a minute and then logically stated "Ok, so when the baby pops out, Daddy and I will stay home and take care of the baby and you can go get your training. That's a plan ok?"

"Ok, but I drive the ambulance already, is that not good enough?"

She replies "NOPE! You have to drive the Fire Truck! I like the fire truck better, because my Playmobile ambulance drivers are scary looking, and I like the fire truck men better"

Sigh. EMS, seems like it is never good enough... From the mouths of babes..

(Note to self, keep the sharps locked up for a while...)