Connor created a special message of thanks. My mom was so great at instilling in me a sense of formal thanks for gifts and deeds. I want Connor to also know this polite, kind gesture and to do it regularly. The world is a better place when we acknowledge and thank others.
We bundled up and found the fire station. And tried to translate out who we were and why we were there. The fireman looked a little perplexed at our efforts - central Brussels is obviously worlds away from the Southern gentility of Georgia! But he took the treats and I was again awash with appreciation for the job these men do to keep us safe.
MERCI BEAUCOUP POMPIERS!!!