Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Boy Joy {Not-so-wordy Wednesday}

It’s those rare, spontaneous moments that make a mother’s heart swell and a toddler’s eyes light up. It’s those moments that a toddler will talk about non-stop for weeks and a mom will never forget.

We had one of those moments on Monday.

We spent Memorial Day weekend at my in-laws’ lake house in a small town near Yosemite. There’s not a lot to do in this out-of-the-way mountain town, but Q and I were determined to find some adventure. (In other words, it was my job to get Q out of the house so Hubs could pack up and get a little work done on the house before we left.)

Q and I parked the car and set off on a walk through “downtown” in search of the elusive ATM. We passed the fire station, and Q stopped dead in his tracks.

“There’s a fire engine, Mommy!” He was beyond excited to see a real life fire engine up close. We stopped to look for a moment, and just as we started walking again, we heard a voice say, “Does he want to see the engine?”

We turned around and saw a young fire fighter standing there with a big grin on his face. “Yeah!” Q cried, and he took off toward the fire truck.

The fire fighter was so excited to show off the truck, and he lifted Q into the driver’s seat. Both of them had huge smiles on their faces, and I knew that the fire fighter must have been just as excited about fire engines when he was a little boy. (Which wasn't that long ago. Seriously, this kid couldn’t have been a day over eighteen.) I think giving a little boy so much joy made his day just as much as sitting in a fire engine made Q’s.

Seeing Q so happy almost made me cry, (but then again, I’m a weepy preggo, so it doesn’t take much these days).

When we got back to the house, Q couldn’t wait to tell Daddy all about the fire engine, and he keeps asking me to show him the pictures I took of him on my phone.

I wish I would’ve gotten the young man’s name, but I think I’ll write a little thank you note and send it to the fire house anyway. I’ll include a photo of Q in the truck and have him sign the card. Maybe they’ll post it up on a bulletin board or something and the fire fighter will see it and know how happy he made my son. And me.


  1. The same thing happened to me as a kid and I grew up wanting to be a firefighter, all the way into Freshman year of college when I found out my eyesight wasn't correctable enough to be a firefighter. I still get excited when I see a firetruck and I am so excited that Q will have that same feeling. It's magic.

  2. Precious! We often search long and hard and spend countless dollars to find things to delight our kids...and here you found it unexpectedly! Savor those moments!! Quinn looks so cute in the fire truck!