I got to have the party at daddy's fire station. I was so excited, I talked about it for months beforehand. And that was before we knew we would be able to have it at the station. I was just telling everybody that I was going to have lemon cake. Here's me helping with the lemon cupcakes.
Anyway, I am probably the luckiest kid ever. Who can say they had their birthday party at a fire station? Me. That's who.
We started out with balloons and silly string and bubbles. I had lots of little friends join me...no-one I invited turned down this party! Everything was set up in the big bay, right in front of a real live fire engine. We had lots of cupcakes, and a pinata, and coffee for the mommies and daddies.
We were having a good old time, running around and popping balloons, when daddy and his firefighters suddenly got serious and started running for their firefighter coats. They got suited up and ran to the fire engine 'cause hey, there was a fire! Wow!
Yeah, my daddy drives a fire truck. What does yours do?
It was so awesome, everybody got excited and we all followed the engine down the driveway. We were just going to wave them goodbye and good luck, but all of a sudden we saw the smoke. It was just across the field; so close that I could have run right to it (which I considered for a few minutes)
Mommies and daddies were laughing because they thought mama set it up but it was a real live fire. You don't get any better than that. Everybody's gonna have to try real hard to top that one. Even mama won't be able to touch this next year. Maybe she will have to set something on fire.
Here's Dylan trying on the little turnout coat that daddy found for us.
My little friend Ella having a fire-ific time at the party.
Carson getting his fire on.
I got to wear a real live badge for the day! It put real live holes in my shirt but that's a small price to pay.
Pinata time.
The pinata had lots of stuff in it...candy, stickers, bandaids, a couple of rubber duckies, and some packets of fruit snacks. Guess which of these Carson was hoarding? He ended up with so many in his arms that he couldn't walk and mama had to stuff them in his pockets.
Good party. What are we doing next year?
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