Even though it was Ale’s day off from pre-school we joined them for today’s field trip. How could we pass up a visit to the local firehouse on 11th street!
The firefighters were happy to welcome the group of twenty – three and four year olds. As a token of our appreciation we first we gave them a bag of homemade cookies. Then we got right to it and asked them our research questions.
How does the water get into the hose? How do you learn how to be a firefighter? Do you ever have scared feelings? Do you go down a pole? What is the best thing about being a fireman? How do you know where the emergency is?
After this fascinating Q&A session the kids were allowed to climb into the fire truck!
Suddenly, the alarm sounded calling out the number of the fire truck – engine 220. The firemen looked at each other and politely asked us to go with urgency in their voices. We all ran out of the firehouse to make room for the truck to leave. The firemen then jumped into the truck and sped off. We looked at them go in awe and waved saying “Be safe. Thank you!”. After the truck turned the corner we slowly made our way over to a resturant for pizza amazed at their bravery and generosity.
There are many reasons to complain about my job – that would require another entire blog post- but the one thing I can not say is that they are not flexible. Since I came back from maternity leave I have been granted to have Tuesdays free. Tuesdays have become my guaranteed day with Ale.
On Tuesday mornings we usually meet up with my friend and her daughter. We go to a music class for babies where they hear a story then they dance. It essentially turns into a baby disco.
On Monday I worked. I had a horrible day and came home close to 11pm. So this Tuesday I was exhausted. Plus the cold that I have been fighting all winter/spring (thanks to the daycare : AKA breeding ground for nasty germs) was back. I called my friend and told her we would skip the music class.
I was happy to skip it but then the fright came in. It’s 7:30am! What am I going to do all day with the little guy!? It’s RAINING outside!!!! Ok, it was just drizzling but that meant going to the park was out, plus I was not feeling well myself.
Ale and I are best buds so we just hung out and kept it low key. We watched a little Caillou. We had a dance party. Nap time came around, I read some blogs. At lunch time I even convinced the sweet little man to eat sardines!
When the drizzling stopped, we headed to the supermarket. On the way Ale marveled over each bus- especially the school buses-, truck or dog that went by. At the supermarket he saw the biggest pile of bananas ever and demanded a “nana” at the check out. He even helped me bag the items. On the way home I let him walk the block up to our apartment. Yes it took 15 min and yes I had to chase after him twice- no, five times- but he had so much fun. He laughed his full belly laugh. It was worth it.
Then for dinner I made pasta with a tomato zucchini sauce. The little man sat on the counter while I cooked and dipped his fingers in the can of crushed tomatoes. He loved the pasta.
Maybe it was one of his best days ever with mama. He’s in the no! no! no! phase so he would deny it. However, for me, it was certainly one of my best days with him.