Grandpa's Fire Trucks
The City of Heath has the most beautiful fire trucks I have ever seen. (That's a superlative I never thought I would use!) Grandpa took Henry on a special tour of the trucks with Officer Griffin before Josh and I left town. It was very cool. Henry was in complete awe of everything and spent the ride home from the fire department in tears, asking to go back. Well played, Grandpa. Well played. Some pics from the visit:
Josh and I left for St. Louis the morning after the visit to the fire station, and Henry got to stay in Dallas with Grandma, Grandpa, and Logan for a few days. On our way out the door on the morning of our departure, Henry gave us a big wave (from the safety of Grandma's arms) and shouted, "Goodbye Old Friends!" He seemed pretty comfortable with the possibility of never seeing us again, so long as he had his grandma and the horses. We are in St. Louis now and miss him terribly. We are definitely taking the separation harder than Henry is, but I have to say that it is so nice to know how completely loved and cared for he is while we are away.
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