Station 67

Almost a year ago, Benjamin and I took a field trip to the neighborhood fire station. At the time, he was just shy of a year-and-a-half and was still unable to fully appreciate how very cool the fire station could be to a toddler. Sure, he enjoyed gaping at the big red firetrucks and even standing inside of one, but he was still too little to be able to explore it much on his own. Well, a few weeks ago, we paid the same fire station another visit, and it was a whole new experience for him.
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This time, he was able to run willy-nilly behind, around, and inside of the fire engines. It's a good thing there was a helpful fireman around to rescue him from his own intrepid spirit!
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Yes, Benjamin was more than happy to make himself completely at home in Station 67. One moment he was climbing up on the window ledge to get a better view of the neighborhood, the next moment, he was giving the firemen's pole a spin and trying on their bright yellow gear - a far cry from last year when the sight of a fireman in his gear was enough to scare Benjamin into a stunned silence. A lot changes in a year, huh?

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Benjamin's newfound courage wasn't the only thing that was new during this visit - he also had a new partner-in-crime in his buddy Kayla.
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Another new girl on the scene was baby sister Calliope. It's strange to think that during our last visit to the fire station, she wasn't even a twinkle in my eye. Like I said, a lot changes in a year! Unlike her brother, who was busy tearing around the building, Calliope was content to spend the entire time tucked securely inside my sling. Well, not quite the entire time...
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I guess some things stay the same!