I need a FireMan!
So, Gage loves to be a FireMan.
We've been working on "Call 9-1-1".
He likes to change the numbers....but I try to explain to him that we don't get to choose. It's assigned. It is what it is; it's 9-1-1.
So anyway. In the backyard, I pretend to call 911, and Gage pretends to answer from the fire station....He comes quickly, turns on the hose, and puts out the fire. He has a fireman hat, a fire truck, his own water-filled spray bottle that he pretends is a fire extinguisher, and access to the garden hose. Whatever the fire (provided it doesn't require foam) he's ready.
Yes, well, Gage uses lots and lots of water to put out the "fires."
Clearly, the chiminea was on fire.
My God, I love this child.