Hurry, Hurry Drive the Fire truck 2013

Tyson has been relatively obsessed with fire/fire stations/fire trucks for the last three months.

I trace the obsession to that time when we unwisely decided to drive him to a recently put out house fire. Bad idea.

While the fire trucks with extended ladders and large hoses were fascinating, he quickly realized that a house burnt down. A HOUSE! The next week was spent answering an infinite amount of questions.

Where did the fire come from?

What about the people?

What about the dogs?

Do they get to go back to that house?

Will our car light on fire?

Is that fire still burning?

Did the hoses get the people wet?

Times one million more. You get the point.

In an attempt to erase our bad parenting decision, we attended this year’s Fire Station Open House a few weekends ago. We went last year when Tyson liked fires because he knew the song, “Hurry, Hurry Drive the Fire truck.” So, yeah……

The Open House was great. Tyson and Mila both “drove” a fire truck.

Tyson got to spray the hose with a REAL firefighter. Emphasis on the real. He was impressed.  

We watched a grease fire being put out. I crossed my fingers that this wasn’t going to be a setback in our personal fire therapy session.

And there was a bounce house.

End result? He now only wants to know if ALL firehouses have a bounce house. Oh, and, he wants to be a fire TRUCK when he grows up. Probably because he thinks he can jump in the bounce house all day long.

Mission Accomplished??