You Know You're a Firefighter's Wife If:
You know what IFSTA, IAFF, SCBA, WSFTA, and ARFF stand for.
You can tell the difference between a house fire and a woods fire.
You know what kind of shift your husband has has simply by smelling his hair when he comes home and wraps his arms around you.
Your Husband's wardrobe looks like this: non-descript bottoms paired with any navy blue shirt/sweatshirt with a fire department logo on it.
You know the difference between a police siren and a fire siren.
You see your husband tear up when he thinks of 9/11, even though he knew none of the firefighters on scene.
You have a collection of melted fire gear on display at your house - and a story to go with each one of them.
Your kids think the fire station is "Daddy's house".
You know that all of your smoke detectors work.
You know that you always have a team of highly-trained ems professionals at the ready (you know, in case a baby falls down the stairs or something).
You know that it is faster and waaaay better to take the ambulance to the hospital (NEVER go it solo, and actually WAIT in the waiting room!).
Your children can make good use of vaccuum hoses and rubber gloves.
Everybody knows a Firefighter, and will asume that you know them too.
You find it hard to sleep when your Hubby is at work.
You get severly angry when people don't pull over for firetrucks and ambulances.
You get to listen to stories about fires, mva's and in my case, sprinkler systems.
You've had some of the best holiday meals at the fire station.
You've lost all sense of what a "weekend" really is due to your husband's crazy schedule.
Your husband gets to go on field trips & preschool once in a while.
All of the teachers want your husband to "demonstrate" his skills for the class (yeah, right she just wants to see him in his bunker gear).
You feel like the luckiest girl alive when he comes home off shift and sends your heart a-flutter.