Tonight was National Night Out and our neighborhood does an AMAZING job of organizing a fun evening. It never fails that the event falls on the Tuesday right when football starts back up. So in 5 years Chris has made it to zero and I am out there solo chasing after our crazy kids. And for the past 3 years I have had the kids screaming and crying because they don't want to leave or tonight I had the kid who fell and scraped up his knees on the asphalt. Nothing like having your child screaming bloody murder and everyone looking at you - especially when most of our sweet neighbors are all older and haven't had to deal with scraped knees for awhile. Thank goodness the "firef$@k" as Jackson calls and couple really nice firemen were there to help and distract. Jackson was on heaven. After lifting him in the truck to distract him, he then didn't want to get out. He was playing with helmets and buttons and jackets. After having to drag him out he discovered the ladder, hoses, and TONS of switches and buttons on the outside.
This kid was in heaven. The kids also loved sitting in the ambulance and seeing the CHP car.
After receiving a call I had to pry my youngest out if the truck again. There was a lot of crying, yelling, kicking, and hitting. Poor boy was crushed. Looks like we will hAve to go see Uncle Bri Bri and work soon so Jackson can go see the "firef$&k".
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