

Police cars, fire trucks, ambulances, smoke houses (fire simulations), and much more.
There was also free food... of the cookout variety. Ethan and his friends had their food before I even got up there with the twins. Ethan's selection: hot dog, potato chips, cookie and slushy blue/red slushy thing. Hmmmm. I got the twins a hot dog, pretzels and a cookie. They ate the pretzels until they saw Ethan with chips... then it was over. They actually only ate the cookie and chips. Nutritious!

Then Homemade brand ice cream was there, so they got ice cream too.

It was a great time!
That night, Ethan was telling us his belly hurt. He said, looking at his belly, "belly, I am so sorry... I am not going to feed you that much junk food again." (it was true, his belly is not used to that much junk) I had a mix of silent laughter and skepticism.
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