I got Alex a fire fighter costume so he’s been a (very cute) fire fighter, (even more than usual) most of the afternoon and evening. I was planning on waiting until after Halloween, but it was only $5 and Frank had given Alex some money so Alex agreed to give me his money to pay for it when we got home.
Our red car has been a fire truck almost every day for months. We are fire fighters who are going to fight a fire almost every time we go somewhere. And Alex gets calls on his toy cell phone from people whose homes are on fire. “Hello. Is your house on fire? Ok. Is everybody out? Ok. We’re on our way, bye.”
For the past few days Alex has played games in the kids section of a fire fighters’ website. When we were in Phoenix I took Alex to a fire fighter museum and he still talks about it and asks to go there. I am planning on scheduling a time to tour a real fire station in a few weeks when we start the firefighter lapbook.
Alex says he has to grow big and strong so he can be a fire fighter when he grows up.
Marie-Anne
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