Big ambitions

Yesterday Luke had "career day" at preschool, where they ask the kids to either dress or bring props related to what they would like to be when they grow up. Luke decided fireman in the morning (such an improvement over his previous answer of "stay at homer"!), but by the end of the day, decided he really didn't want to do that. Maybe it's the danger associated with the job. Earlier in the day, he mentioned, "Mom, there are free (of course the "f" is a stand-in for "th" on all "th" words) things we have to be careful of that might kill you; floods, lightning, and tokens". Hmm. Well, I guess that would make sense. If anyone has ever spent a day at the Kid's Casino, you might agree that by the end of the day tokens might drive you to your death. Very introspective.

Anyway, on the topic of firemen, Jack's Scout troop got to visit the local volunteer fire department last night. Is it wrong that I lined up along with the kids to climb in to the trucks and asked possibly more questions than they did? Fascinating stuff I think.

Trying on the air pack

And the whole uniform

Afterwards, I asked Jack what he wanted to be when he grew up (because you know this one always changes). Apparently I have made the occupation of stay-at-home-mom so glamourous, that this is what he wants to do when he grows up. He's decided he will stay at home with the kids while his wife works. I would not recommend he advertise those ambitions whilst shopping for future wife. Just a word to the wise, kid.
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Jack is VERY excited about his upcoming birthday. He has spent the last several nights getting the basement set up for his party, which is over a month away. I love this enthusiasm. He asked me yesterday if I'd like him to show me around and see what he has planned so far.

This large piece of wrapping paper is the stage where you can play music in a band

This is like a cakewalk where you play music and if you are standing on the winning number when it stops, you win a prize

These are his own toys you can "win" with the right number of tickets.

If only our own birthdays were still this exciting and dripping with anticipation.

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Luke spent the morning with his "sharebag" from preschool. They send a new one home each week, with a game or activity they can play while learning. Really fun and a great idea but finding those pieces to return each week is beastly. Anyway, this week's bag dealt with which items float and which items sink. Anytime it involves water, it's a good time. Well, it was a good time but of course like a fool I left him alone which turned into the sink stopper not working any more, so he moved the party upstairs, and then started screaming at me that he couldn't get the water to stop (always when I'm leaving a message at a doctor's office or something), so by the time I got there, indeed the sink was full, and the faucet would not shut off. Luckily, this stopper still worked, so I opened that up to let out the water before it overflowed, but could not turn the faucet off, leading me to call my male neighbor who I knew was home for the day and could quickly direct me on what to do (turn off the water under the sink with a knob-genius!) Whew, sometimes these simple things are not too easy.

Editor's note:

In Rob's anticipated defense, he would also have known what to do to stop that water--said editor was just sure she could not reach Rob at work quickly enough so deferred to other source instead.