Fire Station No. 9

Chuck and I babysat Ezra and Landry last Saturday night.  Of course, no visit is complete without a visit to Fire Station Number 9.

Ezra getting a quick lesson on how to drive the fire truck.

I was taking Ezra's picture through the window without his knowledge.  He was having a fun time pretending he was on his way to a fire.

 

Papa Chuck was too busying gossiping to pay much attention. He's lucky Ezra didn't drive off and leave him in his dust.

Ez checking out all the equipment

Fire Station Number Nine is where Chuck was stationed.  I couldn't help but remember all the times our kids had sat on this bench when they were little.

Ezra thought the Fire Truck was very loud when they backed it up into the station.

Miss Landry

Ezra wanted to take a picture of the fire truck all by himself.  This is the picture he took.  He said this one was his favorite fire truck.

Ezra's last day being "Two".  He turned "Three" on Sunday,

Ezra really wanted to start the fire truck. He kept asking "Where's the key?"

Ezra doing what all friendly firemen do--waving to the passerbys.