Today we had a really great firefighter dude showing us around. He put Sam in the driver's seat of the fire chief's car and then sat next to him in the passenger seat, showing him how to use the walkie talkie. Then he pretended that they had just arrived at the scene of a fire, and Sam was the Chief. He asked Sam, "What do you want me to do?" Sam answered, "Put out the fire!" Now there's some delegating ability to behold!
Now we're getting a little picky on our fire stations, playing the proverbial field. I've started asking around, trying to find one that has a real fire pole which Sam is dying to slide down. Perhaps actually finding one is not such a great idea, come to think of it. However, I also heard through my fireman sources that the station with the fire pole also has an honest-to-goodness hook and ladder truck, something our first station did not have. That could be worth checkign out sometime soon. Hmmmm... Looks like we could be making the rounds and start seeing yet another fire station.
Let's hope they all don't compare notes and expose us as the fire station hussies that we are. "Hey, have you seen Sam Macky lately, you know, the two-year-old who refuses to ever take his fire hat off? No? Well, he 's been here every day for the past two weeks, even wanted to put his crib in the corner of our sleeping quarters." Well, we never promised the second station that she was our one and only, now did we? If anybody gets their fire hose in a knot over the situation, there's always Henrico County. Bet they've got plenty of stations over there to check out.
LibbY
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