This was the scene outside our house tonight: emergency vehicles, men clad in protective clothes, and water arching over our roof. The atmosphere was one of laid-back festivity, as though the men would at some point end their exercise and reconvene at the pub down the street. Even my four children got in on the fun, each taking a turn at holding and aiming the hose -- though it almost knocked all but Eli over on their backside. The volunteer firemen laughed, catching the hose -- and child -- just in time.
Again, because our house is the Gemeindehaus, it is the place where all the action happens. So fun!
Like I said before, I had a great time visiting everyone in the States... and something I decided is that I'm going to try to write about everyday life here. Like that we needed the Feurerwehr people to show up and do their training in our front yard because we desperately needed some diversion to a particularly hard day today. Does anyone else have two children who seem to believe it is their life's calling to outdo and one-up the other? And, if so, exactly what do you do at your house? And, in between the competitions, could you email me some advice?
Perhaps the firemen showing up to put out "fires" was symbolic tonight.
Well, I'm off to bed. I'm exhausted and I long to start fresh (translated start over) tomorrow. Love to you.