911

Zander's new passion in life is anything related to a fireman. This is very interesting to me because it is also the one thing that terrifies him. He has always been afraid of fire drills and smoke detectors. He counts smoke detectors when we go in any new building. When the firemen came to school a few weeks ago he had a melt down when they put on their masks. Ever since then at home he has pretended to be fireman Scott and fireman Steve. I can only assume that was the names of the firemen that came to school.
Cousin Marty is a volunteer fireman and he brought his gear to Granny's last Sunday. Zander could not have been more excited. They put all of the gear on him and brought him into the house. Mom stood him up and he fell over. The gear weighed about 40 pounds. That is more than he weighs! He looked so cute. Mom held him up long enough for me to snap a couple of pictures. Isn't he cute?
Oh yeah, 911. Zander has known how to call 911 for a long time and he pretends on his cell phone all of the time. I never worried about it because I have not shown him how to push the talk button first and then dial a number to really make a call. The other day I asked him to bring me the phone so I could call CiCi and I heard him push a couple of buttons. I told him again to bring me the phone. When he got to me he handed it up to me with a strange look on his face and I heard someone talking. I knew immediately who was on the other line. The lady said "911, What is your emergency". Well, I started apologizing profusely and she cancelled the call. Thank goodness she didn't send anyone out. We have had the talk about what is a real emergency now.