A chuckle for lunch

It really wasn't lunch; I went to gas up company car.  I was at  a stop light, making a left onto the west/east main street in my town.  On my left corner, waiting for pedestrian light, were two Latina mommies, one small boy (3-4 y.o.), a little girl (1.5-2 y.o.).  I was admiring the little girls curly black hair.  I wondered how in the world that mommy got her to stay still long enough to braid the top part!  Too dang cute!!  In front of the four were a few cars waiting for light, they were heading straight (eastbound).  Behind the third car was a firetruck, then three more cars and another firetruck.  Light turns green and the vehicles begin to move eastward.  The two children were so happy at the sight of the big red truck!  Then, the diesel firetruck, shifted into another gear letting out a huge, I mean HUGE cloud of smoke....right at the kiddies level.  The four were caught in this billowy, stinky diesel cloud.  The kids started to rub their little eyes and spit; how does diesel taste?  It was funny.  The mommies were laughing and trying to console their little ones!  Aw, mommydom (is that a word?)! The second firetuck driver tried to make up for it, waving at the kids, but he got a nice chuckle, too!