We have a tradition of going to the firehouse the years that Daddy works on Thanksgiving.
The kids get to have the Ultimate Fire Station Field Trip.
Daddy goes all out showing them the uniforms and equipment.
They get to climb on the apparatus.
And generally act goofy.
While some of us just watch in wonder.
Josiah on the ladder (I was standing underneath, looking up)
Daddy taking them up on the ultimate jungle gym
I was actually pretty proud of this picture. I got it just right to show the words as they were swinging the ladder around. It's my editing skills that need some help. I turned it right side up, but when I uploaded it, it reverted. So I turned it right side up in photobucket. And it's still not right. I give up.
It's okay. He loves me anyway.
A good time was had by all.
We even remembered to eat! (Is it me, or is this a food-based holiday?)
The kids actually let me take tons of pictures, which is unusual. I usually get groans and protests, or turned heads.
Of course, they eventually started to protest.
306 pictures, and this is the best shot of the whole family?
Yes. Yes, it is.
I should do a post sometime of all the family pictures we've taken in front of fire engines over the years...
I hope you and yours had a lovely holiday as well.
And as always, please click for us! Thanks!