Marshall to the rescue!

Marshall had a blast this Sunday. First we went out to breakfast. ("Mommy what is this?!" "It's sausages wrapped in pancakes. I know, heaven huh?") Then we visited the fire station. My friend Sandy's husband, Rudy, is a firefighter in Seatac and he invited us for a tour. Marshall had a blast! We all know he isn't shy and he was into everything. And Rudy showed him everything, the tools, the aid car, where the firefighters sleep and eat, etc. Probably ranks up there as one of the best days ever for Marshall.

He got all buckled in and got to wear the mask.

Rudy hooked it up to the oxygen and tried to show Marsh how to breath in the mask, but that freaked him out a bit. When asked if he wanted to put the mask on again, he promptly said no.

Then Rudy pulled out the fire engine and Marsh rode shotgun. He had the lights and sirens going and everything. Marshall pulled down the headphones and put them on by himself, so Rudy put his on too and they talked "fire fighter talk". ("There's a fire in the tree! We need to get the hoses!")

Even though he couldn't hold his head up straight because it was so heavy, Marshall would not take this helmet off.

And Josie slept through the whole thing, sirens and all.