Y-M-C-A!

So a little funny thought or two about the boys. Last weekend my brother got married as I have mentioned. One of his good friends, Jason, is a fireman in St. Louis. At the rehearsal dinner, I was telling them that he was a fireman. As he was dressed up, they seemed a bit confused since he obviously didn't LOOK like a fireman! Ha. In any event, Jason offered to bring the boys some firehats to the reception. So, at the formal reception, we had our boys in their plastic firehats (& also with their fireman badge stickers & firetruck tattoos). Thanks Jason! Then (to explain the YMCA title) on the way home, we were about a mile from the house when we came to a stoplight. We discuss stoplights often, mostly to the extent that we can't go when it's red, but have to wait until it's green. Well, Patrick was driving and decided to basically run the light - we were actually pretty late getting it. So, it did turn red when we went through. Well, the boys noticed! Leyton especially was very concerned. He kept saying, "Dad, it's red, we can't go, you have to stop; Dad, the light is red, WAIT!" Well, we didn't know what to say exactly, so we didn't really say anything. We'll watch that even closer in the future! Ha, so there you have it; wasn't there a fireman and policeman in the Y-M-C-A song/band thing? Maybe not, but it still seemed kind of fitting.