I took matters into my own hands this year and organized our block's National Night Out. Not knowing what to expect it turned out to be a great night with a 50% capture rate. A firetruck was requested, but not guaranteed- we were still hopeful. The crowd was thinning out and the kids started to get tired when all of a sudden the big, red, ladder filled vehicle arrived. Wyatt was so excited he couldn't keep himself composed but kept his distance once it got closer. I love our neighborhood- it's filled with such wonderful people; young and old.
The Ryans (Noah, Jeff, Hannah and Kristi)- our next door neighbors
Some of the kids enjoying the freedom of riding their bikes or running in the street. Wyatt is still talking about it!
The Grill Master!
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