Our little fireman celebrated his third birthday in true fireman style. Last Easter, we gave Jack a fireman raincoat and boots, which has been his "uniform" for the past year. Grandpa Zaban has equipped Jack with every version of firetruck he can possibly find as well as a video that taught Jack how to slide down a pole and jump into his clothes when the siren sounds. Jack visited the Frankfort Firehouse several times and has stopped at the Kenosha station for unofficial inspections in the past few months. So . . . it was no surprise when I got a call from Jack requesting "Sire" cookies for his birthday. He didn't really care if I brought Grandpa to his party, but he wanted to be sure I would have cookies with me!
Of course, Grandma made a variety for all the little ones to sample during the party. Jack reached for the trucks. Brother Ben had to shadow Jack. Kylie liked the dalmation dogs, as did Kendra. None of the kids wanted a small cookie . . . bigger is better . . . small is for babies.
I also made firetrucks with the "3" done in a hose design. These were bagged up with "3's" and "J's" decorated with dalmation spots or a firehose. In addition to giving them to those of us at his party, Jack shared them with his babysitter, pediatrician, and guys back at the fire station in Kenosha.
Seriously,
THIS is why I make cookies! The little ones are so excited to open the tin and to share with their friends. (For once, we got a picture of a grandchild holding the cookie
facing the camera!)
Kylie, Kendra, Jack and Ben . . . The four of you make my life sweeter!
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