Fireguy

We were still recovering from our most recent plague-of-endless-mucus when the new firehouse had their grand opening. Some great neighbors stopped by our home and brought fire hats for each of the children. Who knew what a hit the hats would be with Little Critter? I wouldn't let him wear it to bed that night; you would have thought I was plucking his toenails out one by one, the way he screamed and carried on.

Cute little fireguy, huh?