Slice of My Life

Slice of My Life

Ambulance passes by our house. G: “I thought that ambulance was coming to our house!” Me: Wracked with worry that G’s been traumatized by the four or five times an ambulance has come to our house in the last year “Why were you worried about that?” G: “I fawt [thought] they were coming here because […]

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