Boys and Fire Trucks

A Saturday night sleepover with Merrick. After dinner at the border (Taco Bell...his choice), we stopped at the river to play.

First...the swings. "Higher Papa higher!" Then the slide...then climbing the big rock with Grandma.

We ended up in the gazebo...playing with his new fire truck. My kids subdivision had their annual garage sales today, and I bought the truck for 50 cents. It still rolls along, plus all the noises work. Plus, I got a few small things for my hiking trip.

Where do little boys learn about cars and trucks? It's almost like it is built in to their systems. See a few other shots on my FLICKR PAGE.

WEE-OO! WEE-OO! I better go upstairs. Merrick and his ambulance are calling me.