Fire Truck

Last month, the family picked me up at work and we headed to lunch at one of our favorite places--Torchy's Tacos. Torchy's is next to a fire station which happened to have a fire engine parked out front. The kids thought it was cool and we walked inside to eat.

After lunch, the engine was still outside so I walked the kids over to get a closer look. Within seconds of walking up, a fireman came running outside to say hi. (Amy will need to make some cookies for them sometime.)
He offered to let the kids inside the fire truck and we took him up on the offer. I thought it was cool when he opened the door because several steps automatically came down to help you get in. The twins didn't care about that part. :)

Here is our little girl driving the fire truck. She was very proud and would have stayed in there all day if we let her.
Caroline didn't want to get out to give Caden a turn so we let both of them drive at the same time. There was plenty of space and they played nicely together.
While sitting in the truck, Caden did something I thought was funny. Every time a truck drove by, Caden would point and say, "truck, truck, truck." For some reason, he was more excited about the mail trucks, delivery trucks, and pickup trucks. I kept telling him he was in a far cooler truck but that didn't change anything. All trucks are equally cool to Caden.