Visit to Fire Station 423!

We took another trip to the local fire station on Monday. The last time we went was during the March Break. Drew was away with his family at that time, and missed our trip. Since then, fire trucks have become one of his favourite things ever. He calls them “wee-oos” (because of the sound of the siren).


Drew was very shy at first, so I held on to him and we did everything glued to each other. We all climbed aboard the fire truck.


The firefighters are always so great. The protocol for visits is just to drop in during certain hours. You can’t make an appointment. Still, how would you like it if a group of people dropped in to your work and asked you to give them a tour? You might be thrilled some days. But other days, you may feel tired, and simply not in the mood. This is always on my mind when we drop in to see them unexpected, so we are very, VERY thankful for their hospitality!

Noah got to hold, and (lightly) spray the hose! They were very good at showing Noah around (realizing he could comprehend more information than the others).

I love these pictures because Drew looks incredibly tiny in front of the huge fire truck.

Here they are, showing us the ‘jaws of life’. I’ve probably said this before, but I have the utmost respect for firefighters…the things they must see, not to mention the danger they put themselves in.


Fire station visit – summer 2016, yo!


We stopped off at Baird Park on the way home.

This is the first time I have seen Noah fully appreciate the end of a child’s stay at the daycare. All week (this being the last week that Drew is in my care), he has been following Drew around, trying to get his fill.

How sweet is this? There’s no way to tell who’s getting the most from this interaction. Or perhaps it’s me, the onlooker, seeing the daycare love in action. 🙂


Let’s pause for a Drewbie photo shoot. He’s got to be the Jays’ cutest little fan!




We passed by Amadea’s house. Of course, she had things to show us in her garden.



Loove these photos.


This little dude was happy having snacks and beverages in the wagon, after having slept through the whole fire station visit.


Time for some jumping practice, led by Amadea.


Drew and I peeked in to Leila’s room one morning this week, to see if she was awake. She was just starting to wake up. I put a little happy Drew in her bed, just to make sure she started the day off right.

Yes, she does have a toddler bed, and should be in it. But since we have kept the bed for daycare use she regresses often, and opts to sleep there.



Good morning, sunshine!

Leila and I got started with her morning routine, but somebody didn’t want to come out! It’s cozy in there!

Check out this video. I was trying to get Marcellus’s giggle on film. Unfortunately, I can only hear my voice. I’ll try to get his giggle again (and try to quiet down myself, so you can hear it). It’s the sweetest thing. Still though, the visuals in this video are more than enough to brighten your day.


Earlier on this day, at the wading pool, Marcellus gave himself a fat lip. He was semi-walking/crawling, to get a ball around the edges of the wading pool. However, he missed putting his right hand down, and his face caught his fall. It was surprisingly wounded for such a slight fall. I mean, he was already so low to the ground. Concrete can be so mean.


Look at him though, rocking the scraped lip! He is too adorable!


And here’s Marcellus today after the wading pool. Wow, was it stinkin’ hot today!

When you’re 1, and it’s this hot, and you’re changing back into your regular clothes and diaper after the wading pool, you don’t necessarily have to bother with shorts. Enjoy it, kid!




These girls keep playing “baby” together. Amadea is always the mommy, and Leila is always the baby. This works out well for their personalities at this point in their lives, since Dea wants to do everything herself, and Leila wants others to do everything for her.


You can get a sense of how hot it was, just by looking at the picture below. Noah was with us today too, but I find that as he gets older, I’m tapering off the never-ending photos of him, somewhat. It just seems like a natural progression. Don’t hold me completely to that though. I did say, somewhat. (Let’s remember who’s talking here – the photo junkie.)

I gotta finish the post with this dude. If your heart does not instantly melt, you might want to get yourself checked out. This. Just, this.


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