Jackson loves firetrucks! We read books about firetrucks. He points them out on the street. He talks about lights and sirens. He loves them so much, I decided to take a half day at work so I could take him to a fire station tour with our summer playgroup. When I told him about it, he couldn't stop talking about it. His conversations revolved around fire station, firetruck, siren, lights, etc. After our little outing today, I learned that he likes pictures of firetrucks and real ones when they are not near him. He's always hated loud sirens and the fact that it's coming from a firetruck doesn't change that. Yes, I have to admit, firemen can look scary (see first photo below), but Jackson was beyond freaked out by them and the trucks. I don't know if I have ever seen him so freaked out.
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He spent almost the entire visit looking like this... (or with his face buried on my shoulder or leg).
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Instead of a pole, they had a slide. Kind of neat. But, the fireman said they don't use it. That's disappointing.
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This is the one thing I convinced Jackson to do. It was away from the firetrucks and involved water.
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Here are the other kiddos having fun and posing for a picture with the firetruck. After this, we left because when I looked up from taking this picture, he was halfway to the car.
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I had to go back to work, but on the way we made a quick stop for lunch. By this point, he was mostly recovered from the scary visit where the "sirens make Jackson sad." Then...
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...this was parked in front of our car. Poor kid didn't want to go near our car because of the truck.
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So, what was supposed to be a fun morning for us, turned into a morning of terror. But, it was quickly forgotten and the day was much more fun for him from there on out. I'm okay with him not wanting to be a fireman.
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