I don't blog like I use to. Heck I don't do anything like I USE to. I feel like I am in constant motion with The Red Head. I feel like sometimes, all we do is chase her. So the other day, when we were driving down the road and she saw a fire truck, she was so excited. I heard her quietly say, "Maybe Mr. Bryan will let me see a fire truck." Knowing he would deliver, we dropped by to see him at the Firehouse last Sunday after Church. She is such a funny little creature. I hoped her enthusiasm in the car would translate once we got there, but alas that was not the case. She experiences everything in her environment with such joy and glee, unless she feels like all eyes are on her and she retreats. We could not get her to smile and we could not get her to interact. I was a little concerned she was a traumatized. However, that was not the case, as soon as we got in the truck, she started beaming, squealed, "I got to see a fire truck."
I am told that when she went back to the Firehouse last night with Keisha, she was both guns blazin'. She loved it.
So Mr. Bryan had his gear out and put it on to show her. She was little concerned.
She was really scared. She moved from holding Keisha's hand, to hiding behind Kambry.
Not scary....
Even Hadley standing next to him, wouldn't convince her.
She didn't even want to touch the hat, once he took it off.