Thursday, June 10, 2010


Having a daddy as a firefighter means you get to ride in the front of big engines. You get to hear stories about fires, and people, and pets. You get to play H-O-R-S-E with the guys at the station.

It means that John McEvoy will make you laugh yourself silly and slip you a piece of chocolate cake at nine in the morning. And if you look really cute, Captain Decker might give you a stuffed animal.

You will go to barbecues. You will go up in hot air balloons.

You will wear your daddy's turnouts around the house.

But when your daddy is a firefighter, he might have to miss your Fifth Grade Graduation.

If so, you just take yourself over to that station in your pretty dress, and you show your daddy your diploma, and you tell him about the speech you gave, and you help yourself to the Otter Pops in the freezer.


Elana Johnson said...

Fun! Sorry about the graduation. :(

And what news???!!

Shannon O'Donnell said...

What a great attitude! That's such a wonderful way to look at it, Jennie. You are such a good mama! :-)

Kristi said...

How sweet! Love the photo! :-)