A few weeks ago I picked William up early from school and took him to see the play The Gingerbread Boy. A few of his friends from his class joined us. He was a little scared for most of the play and wanted to go home. He knew that at the end of the story there would be a wolf and we were VERY close to the characters. We stuck it out and I’m glad we did because after his nap that afternoon he couldn’t stop talking about how much fun it was.
As we were leaving the theater we saw a few fire trucks coming down the street. Once we got closer to the street we noticed more fire trucks. Before we knew it the whole street was lined. Apparently it was a fire safety parade.
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