John loves this fire engine. Not only is it bright and red and on wheels. But it also makes noises. Very loud, realistic noises. He drives it around and managed to remove the ladder. And makes the people climb up and down the ladder.
And my dear son, John, is so very methodical and organized with his toys. Once he believes that certain toys belong together, then that is how it is. No excuses.
Like the fire ladder which is removable. Although tonight I tried to re-connect it and I couldn't snap it back on so as opposed to removable, it may actually be ...ahem...broken.
And I'm not sure if you noticed yet, but he doesn't believe that the strong sturdy fireman in the red fireman suit belongs with the fire engine. Rather Old Man Farmer with Shephard's Stick and Old Farmer's Wife with basket of eggs and head kerchief, belong in the pumper truck.
That's right.
Wouldn't you SHIT if these guys pulled up outside your burning house?
Wouldn't you SHIT if these guys pulled up outside your burning house?
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