Maura had a good time at the fire station preschool field trip. It was a nice little tour.
She loved the vehicles. When they opened up the ambulance, the kids got
in the back and walked toward the front and exited the side door.
Maura went in, I moved to the side door. No Maura. Where could she
possibly go. Then somebody says "uh oh, we've got a driver." There was
Maura sitting in the driver's seat enthusiastically turning the steering
wheel and smiling from ear to ear.
She'd sneaked through a small entry way into the cab of the ambulance.
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haha! what a little smartie pants. she knows where the fun is! great to talk to you for a sec the other day heather, i sure like ya. :)
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