Ohhh a Field Trip...

I have to say that on any given Monday morning, I'd like to be one of the Gardner three.  Let's take this past Monday for instance.  They rose (with the sun, dagnabit!) to cups of chocolate milk with a side of Fruit Loops.  They watched one of their favorite cartoons.  "Helped" get themselves dressed and make their beds, and then adventure number one began promptly at nine o'clock.

Enter Itty Bitty Ball - at the local Rec Center, where they get to play with some sort of ball every Monday and Wednesday for forty-five minutes with little friends and adoring coaches in a gym complete with crash mats and colored "cozy cones" and a water fountain.  Heaven I tell you. 

Afterwards they head to the park to roll around in all the germs they can find to kill a half hour where they collect rocks and slide and climb until they vaguely hear that lady with the Capri Suns in her hands yell, "Boys, let's go to the Fire Station!" and they run as fast as their little legs can carry them to rehydrate, then receive an exorbitant amount of praise for using the toilet in an efficient manner, and THEN they high tail it to see the beloved Fire Trucks.

And let's face it - a fire station might as well be an amusement park for little men.  I swear to you, they stood a little taller, spoke a little more frequently of "helping people" and wore their little badges with complete pride.  As all budding heroes do, you know.

SO - a huge thank you to Lehi Fire Department for being so amazing.  It's my job as the mama of this army of little men to make all the appropriate little boy dreams come true while I'm in charge of them and this was a giant, CHECK!  

And thanks to Miss Amy who arranged this little field trip where siblings were welcome to attend.

And as a P.S. we totally practiced "Stop Drop and Roll" and going to the "Safe Spot" at the mailbox thanks to this little excursion, and as a girl who survived a house fire, I rested a little bit easier that night thanks to our safety drills that were spawned by our little outing.

Now go have a safety drill of your own, OK?  Scouts Honor?  Good.