Trip to the Fire Station

It was a big deal. James and I went for a walk through the neighborhood and ended up outside of the Venice Fire Department. The garage doors were open and I saw one man meandering around. After introducing ourselves I asked if it would be alright if we took a look around. The fireman was very nice and gave us a tour of the garage and the numerous trucks. Of course James was in heaven, especially when he told him it was alright to sit in the truck; he even raise the seat up so that my boy could look out.

Taking a look at these photos does not do the event justice. James looks borderline miserable in some of them, but I PROMISE he had a blast!