Firehouse 2

My in-laws live right by a firehouse and we hear the sirens going quite often, so we decided to make them some cookies and hike up the hill to say thanks. We were lucky enough that J was home, so he drove us there and we all enjoyed our firehouse adventure. K got so excited about making cookies for them - I think it combined 2 of her great obsessions: sugar and firefighters.

I found a great recipe here that is easy for toddlers to help with, and while the cookies were in the oven she cooked me up a storm - "Je Cuisine, Mama"

Uncertain about being in such a tall and official fire truck, Korrali just sat and didn't even try to push buttons - I was worried about that - it is, after all, the real thing. 

They had coloring books and hats handy for children's visits - I was impressed.

They were kind enough to give us a mini tour, and K was shy, but was very pleased to be there and it was fun enough that I've decided we should keep on doing that other places we move to- they told us they don't often get thank you's from people who haven't directly benefitted from their help - ie: a victim of fire or other firefighter worthy visits. But I'm sure glad they are there - even if nothing ever happened I'd still be so glad they were right there just waiting to be the help we need. Thank you Fire Department for being there!