Mr. Fireman

For the last few months, every time I ask Atticus what he wants to be, he says a fireman. He has even taken to dressing up as a fireman for a trip to the store. I figured this was a perfect time to call in a favor to a friend of mine who is an actual fireman.

My friend, Casey has been offering to give Atticus a tour of the fire station for some time now, and last weekend we finally took him up on the offer. I am so glad it worked out. You never know when they are going to have to spring into action while you are there. Atticus truly got the royal treatment. He got to climb on the trucks, open all the special compartments, punch all the buttons, wear a real helmet and even go for a spin on one of the fire engines. He is one lucky boy. We got to see where all the firemen sleep and eat, and even play around with some of their cool equipment.

Atticus is already planning on what he is going to do at the station when he grows up and goes back as a fireman. Only 14 more years, buddy.




Ready to fight some fires.




He wants to be the driver. Surprised he didn't try to drive away.




Check out the offical helmet. Those things are really heavy.




Casey sportin' Atticus' lighter helmet




Rollin' around town in a fire engine, no biggie.