Fire Trucks and Police Cars

We have had quite the exciting week at our house. On Tuesday we went to a play group at our church only to have one of the kids pull the fire alarm 20 minutes in. It was a little humorous (especially since it wasn't my child... had that been the case I would have been mortified!) and since we didn't get the fire department notified quickly enough they showed up with their truck all decked out in their gear. Cayden was in heaven. He absolutely loved it! He was a little afraid of how much noise the truck made, but was overall tickled and talked about it all day.

Inching closer and closer to the fire truck.

Loved the truck, but not the noise.

The culprit :)

Fast forward to Thursday. Through a series of events I discovered that someone stole our outgoing letters from the mailbox. I called the post office to see if there was anything to do and they said to call the police department and report it. Luckily for us (or unluckily?) they sent a cop out to the house to get the details. Cayden was once again in heaven as there was a real police man in our house, but he was a little shocked and didn't quite know what to say. As the officer was leaving he flashed his lights and turned on his siren for Cayden. I thought the kid was going to die from excitement. Cayden spent the rest of the day making "wee-ooo wee-ooo" sounds and pretending he was a police car.

As exciting as seeing fire trucks and police cars is for Cayden, I hope to be done with them both for a good long time.