Fire station

Just realized hat I haven't posted the photos from our fire station visit a week+ ago. To say A was excited about this activity would be the understatement of the century. She has exclaimed "fyer twuck!" for months whenever any type of larger-than-an-SUV truck drives by, and during our Minnesota road trip, after seeing her Freak.Out. over a toy fire truck that some friends had, we found a clearance truck at Target and made it ours. It came with firefighters and a fire doggie, which only increased her love affair with the whole fire men/station/truck thing.

One of the moms from our neighborhood play group organized this visit, and I'm so glad she did.

We arrived and sat in their loving room to watch an age-appropriate video. The cheif asked the kids a few basic questions afterwards, and I laughed when A started raising her hand for every question like all the other kids were doing. She had no idea why her hand was in the air, but darnit she was on board!

We toured their kitchen, bunk rooms, and offices, and then checked out the trucks.

She's looking left and right in the pics below, searching for the buckle. Girlfriend was ready to hunker down and ride along.

She also would NOT get down. I had EJ strapped to my chest and had to actually climb up into the truck to retrieve her, as she was causing a back up of kids behind her, waiting patiently for their turn in the seat.

She was very serious while we were there, too, and oddly confident. She was on a mission. :)

The ambulance had to leave while we were in the garage, and A "wooaahhhh"'d out loud when their lights turned on. It happened fast (between this first pic and the second), so everyone was surprised and quiet...except for my WOOAAHHHHing child. Everyone laughed. :)

Her cheese face.

Such a fabulous little outing!