Miles and I went to the fire station for play group. I made the mistake of telling him we were going to see a fire truck the night before we were actually going. Let's just say he is not the patient type.
We picked up some friends before heading to what turned out to be the wrong fire station. Scheduling mix-up. They graciously waited to start the tour until we got to the right fire station.
Miles loved the fire station dog, Cinder. Miles also loves the red plastic fire hat the fireman gave him.
Miles did not like close proximity to the fire truck, or all the other children and adults that showed up for the tour.
Miles did like that the fire truck got a call and had to leave with lights flashing and his excursion to the firehouse bathroom.
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