The school bus was a favorite of both boys. Both are fascinated by them, and neither had ever been on one. I am hoping the experience helps eliminate the mystique of riding on a bus, instead of adding to it...
|Not sure why Bug's hair looks so red here! Just got his mop chopped this morning before we headed to the event.|
|Monkey hanging out the window.|
|Free popsicles, woo-hoo!|
|Monkey on a Mowing Monstrosity.|
|Bug checkin' it out too.|
|Trying on some fireman gear|
|Driving the fire truck|
|Humvee and soldiers.|
|Sitting in the sling for the gun turret on top.|
Tangent: as we were leaving the humvee, I said to the soldier, "Thank you for your service," and surprised myself by suddenly feeling all choked up and emotional. Even though I am a pacifist and strongly against war, I still appreciate the act of saying, "I believe in this country enough to give myself to it. Do with me whatever you want," which is something I could never do, and something I (completely selfishly) hope my boys will not do either. I just think of all the unimaginably scary and awful things these guys may have seen/experienced, while I've been going about my simple little happy life... it just gets me. Anyways, back to the main topic...
|First snow cone ever.|
|Sharing it with his little brother.|