This week we visited a fire station. Carter was in preschool, but let me tell you, he was very disappointed that he wasn't allowed to go. Poor guy, I foresee some disappointments next year when he is in kindergarten and the youngest two and I get to do fun stuff. But anyways, back to our visit. Dawson was so excited to see the BIG BIG fire trucks.
Sitting in the truck
A picture with Mommy
These two are so funny sometimes. We had a big group shot of all the kids, and they refused to get near the truck. They needed their Mommy to get close to it.
Walking in the parking lot I say to Dawson "You know I love you, right?"
He looked at me and said "I love tires." Then ran to the tire for a little hug.
I guess now I know where I stand in this little guy.
It's funny, all of my kids seem to go through stages where they are very clingy and then it will receed. Right now Roover is going through a very clingy stage. She is eating every meal in my lap, follows me around the playground like a little lost puppy, and has been ending up in our bed nearly every night because she is scared.
Motorcycle rides on the playground
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