We went to the local Fire Departments Open house and it was AWESOME! It happened to tie right in with what we were doing for scouting and for school too. Plus, we got little plastic hats, always a win.
Going down the fireman pole was a big hit. Seriously. Big. Hit. John wanted to know why we didn't have one at home.
Everyone loved the ride on the fire truck. I was pretty proud of myself for braving the heights. I think I got a little dizzy way up there.
The fire hoses were a close second to the fire pole. After John had his turn with the hose, he ran right in front of the other hose, narrowly avoiding being soaked. The firefighter manning the hose almost died laughing. They were SO sweet to us, I was so impressed. The Firemen went way out of their way to show the kids a good time.
John was asked by the fireman "How often does your mommy change the smoke detector batteries?" John says "Not Much!" Thanks for ratting me out punk.
Chloe was chosen from the crowd to test out the fire extinguisher.
We got to see the helicopter land, really really close. I managed to hang onto the balloons through that, but then lost them at the park. Ironic, no?