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Today, like any other Tuesday, was gymnastics.  Getting Spencer out the door was quite the chore.  We get in the car and I pull out of the driveway.  Spencer throws a fit because he forgot his cars.  I try to calmly explain to him that he can't even play with his cars during class.  I am not going back to the house to get him.  The fit he threw was so damn funny.  He is sitting in his car seat, yanking on the chest clip saying, "I'm going to unbuckle myself and walk home and get my car.  Then I'll walk to 'nastics."  Hi-larious!  He does this virtually the entire drive.  I finally get him calmed down and pull up to gymnastics, but guess what?  Apparently I didn't get the memo that there was no gymnastics this week. 
So instead we went to the Arctic Oasis.  He found some little boys that wanted to play with him and he played for about an hour.  I am thankful for that.  I was starting to worry that he was going to be a social outcast. 
Fast-forward to later this afternoon, right before all hell breaks loose because I have no idea what we are having for dinner, I find the kids playing fireman.  They have the Mac tent out, he was the fire truck.  And my vacuum hose was the fire hose.  It was the cutest darn thing ever. So I took a bunch of pictures.  They were all so dang cute that I couldn't choose only one or two.  So here are 90% of the pictures I took.

Team Work!

Oh, there's some fire over there.  GET IT!

I need more hose!

Over the head and behind the back

Remember P.A.S.S.

You got this under control sis?

Look at that face.  Don't you love her!

Then they played under out white trash table.  It was funny!