The truck needs batteries

The battery in the truck is dead. Which is extremely upsetting to Connor. Since we don't drive it very much the battery tends to die down and it usually needs a jump when we do decide to drive it. Which is fine, the van is parked right there in the drive way pretty much waiting to do it's jumping duty. Just raise the garage door, hook up the cables, and go.

But it's deader than that... it's dead dead. We took the truck to Costco and it wouldn't start when we tried to leave. So we had someone help us jump it. Not a huge deal. But Connor was traumatized by the whole thing. For the rest of the day it was practically the only thing he talked about. It was getting comical.

"Truck needs batteries!"
"Yes, it does. The truck needs new batteries."
"Daddy fix truck."
"Yeah, it's fine honey."
"Little fire." Which this one took me a few times to understand what he meant. Little fire? But the alarm went off while Larry was trying to jump it at Costco. For some reason the alarm sets its self when the battery dies. Or maybe it was set already and the battery not having any juice made it go off at a weird time... but it does go off at random times when we try to jump it. Anyways, that's what he was trying to say. That the alarm went off for like a second, like a fire truck... but short.
"Yeah, it sounded like a fire truck."
"uh huh... truck needs batteries."
And repeat.

We had that conversation 7,937 times yesterday. Over and over and over. Poor little guy. I was like "Oh my gosh Connor! Yes the truck needs batteries... give it a rest!"