Fire Station

Two weeks ago, we went to visit our friend, S. at his Fire Station. We know S. because of our Grocery Store. The Friendly Hero has fans in every department. He loves to stop and talk with them and tell them about his life--cars, potty training, prophets, playground, Peaceful Hero, helicopters, fire trucks, garbage trucks, whatever strikes his fancy.

S. is our produce guy and a Fire Man. He invited Friendly Hero to come ride on his Fire Truck.
Friendly Hero and S. (This is a bad picture, but I was holding a 5 month old as I took it. It could be a lot worse.)
We invited our neighbors to come with us, and this is T. and Friendly Hero's head poking out. He was so excited to be sitting in the Beg Rhead Tuck. His life is complete.
Here is the best picture of the day, because my friend is holding Peaceful Hero. Friendly Hero still talks about the Fire Truck and whenever we drive past the station, he asks to see S. on the Fire Truck. He's got a great memory! S. even invited us to come back in the summer. (I told you FH has a fan club.)