A few days ago, Jake and I went to a small festival in our neighborhood. There was ice cream, face painting, a fishing post, and outdoor play toys are far as the eye could see. Somewhere between tasting his first doughnut and eyeing the face painting station suspiciously we got word that their was a fire truck parked just across the street. I've never seen a kid ditch a doughnut so quickly....
He sat in the front seat and got touched the big wheels. The friendly firemen even let him crawl around the cab like he owned the place. He circled the truck about 3 dozen times with grin on his face that stretched ear to ear. If I could guess I would say it was the best day of his life so far.
Needless to say we never did get around to the face painting.
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