Last week, Aidan told us at dinner: "The police were at our school today." Of course, I asked why, and Aidan explained, "There was a fire in the kitchen."
"What do you mean, Aidan?" we asked.
"Well, there was a raccoon and then the fire started and the police came."
I'll spare you all the details, but eventually the truth came out -- Aidan was looking out the window and saw a cop car drive by. How on earth that morphed into a fire and a raccoon and the police actually being in the school I have no idea -- except that the imagination of a four-year-old is a powerful force.