
Dylan loves firetrucks. The city's fire station is in our neighborhood. While it has some perks, it's very irritating when Dylan is woken up from nap because the fire trucks cut through our street to get to a main street. The perks are cheaper home insurance and the fact that Dylan gets to see the fire house every time we drive out or go for a walk. Recently, we went to the fire station to get our car seat checked but mostly to let him see the trucks. He was quite reserved and did not want to tell the firemen what noise the trucks made....so bashful. The firemen showed him the trucks, well the nicer truck, and do you know how much those things cost....a new one with all the bells and whistles...1 million. Wonder why we are in debt?

Well, Dylan really enjoyed seeing the trucks up close and personal and he even got to drive one. don't pay attention to that ugly "T" on the key chain though.
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