Our daughter Meghan and her daughter Devon stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts this morning. As they left, an ambulance pulled into the parking lot.
“Look mommy, a hospital truck,” said Devon, who is 4.
“That’s called an ambulance,” Meghan told her.
The driver apparently overhead and invited Devon to look inside.
“I don’t want to disappoint you,” she told him. “But I’ve already been in one. I got my leg stuck in a chair and the ambulance came to drive me to the hospital.”
Her story, by the way, is true. (Chair got sawed off said leg, stuck in its spokes when Devon was 2.) We hope the ambulance driver wasn’t too disappointed.