Having Kids ROCKS!

Nate is a two year old boy.  He likes trucks and police cars and fire engines.  Oh, how he loves fire engines.  A few nights ago when we got home for the day there were two fire engines (a mommy and a baby per Nate) idling up the street.  Such excitement ensued.
Today we stopped by fire station number 3 in the Strip District.  It was awesome.  He gave Nate a coloring book and stickers.  But that is not all.  Oh no, that is not all.  He turned on the lights on the engine.  He let Nate talk into the intercom that went all through the station.  ("Hi" he said.  And "baba ganoosh").  He let Nate sit in the drivers seat and turned on the engine.  It was loud.  And then, the ultimate fire truck experience, he pulled it out of the garage.
And. Shot. Off. The. Water. Cannon.
It went high, high in the sky.  He said they can hit the top of the bridge about three stories up and a half a block away but he didn't want anyone to wreck their car so he just sent it over their own roof.
It was awesome and a demo that I doubt Dave and I would have gotten if we hadn't had a two year old in tow.

 

Having kids ROCKS!