
I wake up at 6:30 to the sound of helicopters overhead. My first thought was did something happen at Teterboro airport again? (It's 5 minutes from our house, the scene of a plane crash last spring).
Since Alan and Mark were still asleep I turned on the living room TV. They finished talking about the hurricane and switched to a shot of a house fire in Little Ferry (my town) - on Niehaus Street - it sounded familiar but I couldn't place it.
When Mark woke up, I checked google maps on the computer. It turns out to be the street south of Alan's daycare, the one I turn onto to go around the block after leaving the parking lot. This morning I actually parked and dropped Alan off at daycare since I was dropping my car at the mechanic for brake work. So I headed down that street - I could see the remains of fire activity - but was making a right turn before I got to the actual spot (It was blocked off). Weird anyway - I can't find an online link to it of course - it will probably be in tommorrows local paper.
Alan also said Good morning Daryl to his classmate. His teacher said his vocabulary is really growing. Maybe reading to him nightly is helping. I'd also put his shoes on the wrong feet :(