Aaron visits our local Fire Station 67 just about every week during his walks. Their open houses are special because he gets to poke around their trucks.(He hasn't missed an open house of theirs yet.)
Aaron rode a 1931 vintage fire truck. The first time on it, Aaron held me tight and cried for his Daddy (who was home putting away groceries). The second time, he got to ride with Aden and was fine. Either I warmed up Aaron for the second trip, or I lack Daddy's reassuring touch.
His favorite parts of fire trucks are the wheels. Maybe it's because that's all Aaron can see at his height...
While poking around the ambulance, Aaron and another kid messed around with the computer equipment. The firefighter attendant said the computer was disengaged and that they couldn't cause trouble. 
But upon a closer look at the computer screen, the attendant suddenly told them to stop and quickly started typing to undo whatever Aaron and his partner in crime did. Whoops.
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What a cool experience Susan! You guys do so much with Aaron...lucky kid.
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