The shrieks of delight and excitement we were expecting were of course contained within his stoic awe.

Oh my god... is this a fire truck?!

He starts to get into it... but is still reserved


After touching all of the fire engines he was fixated on the battalion Chief's SUV... he kept standing near it and screaming "go go go!" We attempted to leave several times thinking we were following his wishes. Turns out... he wanted to get into the Chief's vehicle and go. No such luck.
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Darling.
I still have Angus' fire truck t-shirt.
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