Luke had a great time pretending to answer the fire calls. I can't believe he posed for a pic.
I was feeling especially energetic and decided to haul the boys to the childrens' museum in Everett. Approximately 150 of our peers had the exact same idea. Ah, the joys of a rainy spring break. It was very crowded, but I thought the boys did an excellent job of waiting their turn or else choosing another activity when their first choice wasn't available. (Luke was dying to sit in the driver's seat on the bus and also the pilot's seat on the airplane. Of course!)
We had the best time in the fire station area; the whole fire truck is for climbing and sliding. Every kid gets to wear their own fire hat. Andy was soaking wet in about 5 seconds when we went to the water play area. He was thrilled and kept going back for more. Luke was fastidious about his shirt sleeves and managed to leave without a drop of water anywhere on him. Could these two be any different?
I was exhausted after about two hours and declared it was time to go home. Andy was stumbling around, he was so tired. Luke did not want to go until he sat in the airplane or the bus. At last, the crowds parted and he was able to be the pilot for a few minutes. Hooray!
I think Andy's favorite options were the fire truck slide and the water play area. It was dry enough to go upstairs on the roof. That was our first time ever. So awesome! The play structure totally rocked, you could play lots of musical instruments, dig for dinosaur bones, see a full-size dinosaur skeleton...the list goes on.
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