Putting out fires

Today was our local fire department's open house. Keith took Ethan, thereby partially restoring my sanity and losing some of his. Ethan seemed to enjoy practicing with the fire hose, riding up in the ladder and hanging out in the ambulance. In fact, before he even left home for the firehouse, Ethan told me that the firemen would probably be talking about him and how he had recently been sick (from a week or two ago when I called 911). Uh, ok.

I guess most of the time he just whined and fussed and had the most fun chasing around the balloon they gave him. Pretty typical.

A couple more on flickr.