Delia has a book about Fireman Small, who saves the day when a family has a fire in their home. Today, we went to a fire station to see the real deal. The fireman who greeted us was more like a "fireboy." When we asked his age, he said, "almost 20," as in," I'm 18, but I don't want to tell you that."
He was great with the kids, though. Delia loved sitting in the truck. She tolerated the siren. And she wanted nothing to do with fireboy once he donned all of his scary-looking gear.
I can't get this picture to flip for some reason, but I thought it was too cute not to share.
3 comments:
He was a fireboy! I was questioning whether he had his driver's license!!!
You Moms are terrific with all the fun things you come up with to do!!
I bet Delia's Daddy was sorry he missed this outing! Looks like you had lots of fun.
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