This week at school was fire safety week, which Connor has loved. They've been learning things like "Stop, drop and roll!" and how to dial 9-1-1 in emergencies. And more importantly, at least to three-year olds, they've been making fire trucks, playing with fire trucks, and even riding on fire trucks. The local fire station brought over a few of the big fire trucks for the kids to see today, and that was the highlight of the week. He got a special sticker badge and a plastic hat to bring home, which he held on to for dear life (his brothers were seen coveting it a time or two).
In fact, he was so attached that as he was leaving this afternoon with Grandma and Pa for his visit with them at the lake, he made Grandpa back the truck back up in the driveway to get "My hat!" (and you must imagine all the angst that fell into those two words). I have a sneaking suspicion that the boy actually saw his little brother holding the coveted hat in the window as he was about to leave, because when I went back inside to retrieve said hat, little brother was standing near the window and held it out in his hands to me. What sharp eyesight (and serious toy hoarding) my three-year old has!
And for the little guys, our highlight of the day was meeting Miss April at the Explorium downtown for our developmental therapy this week. Sawyer had a big time at the water table, where he proceeded to drench himself yet again (see above photo, and also note that Mommy took Miss April's advice and packed an extra set of clothes for the return trip home). He also enjoyed the big wire and bead table, as well as a few other little toys in the preschool area. We also had to keep a close eye on my boy, because he has a bad habit of wanting to put non-water toys (like the wooden abacus and other assorted puzzle and learning toys) into the water table. He also tried, at least once, to climb in - he managed to get one shoe, sock and lower leg soaking wet in the attempt. But he smiled and laughed and seemed to have a big time, and that's the most important thing.
My little climber (as you can see) had a big time with several toys, but also just climbing anywhere that he could. We spent some time rolling little balls over a sloped walkway, putting said balls into the wooden slide that they are meant to be used with, and also into the water table (where Sawyer, once having them in, was reluctant to let them go). He pulled a wooden frog around for quite some time, was fascinated by a light-up wooden bug on the floor and made his way to the wire and bead table several times. He spent the longest time pushing little leather footstools together and climbing on them, and even playing on a set of wide steps in one area. Have I mentioned that he likes to climb?
So those are the highlights. Just another day in the life . . .