The Fire Station.

I've been trying to do some act of service with the girls each week this summer. Nothing big or amazing, just something small and simple and usually involves a baked good.

I've been thinking for a few weeks about taking the girls to the fire station with a thank you card. Yesterday we baked a ton of white chocolate macadamia nut cookies to take.

First off, the inside of our fare station is gorgeous with a lot of neat things on display. The first fire engine in Middleton is refurbished and inside along with some pictures of it while it was in service. There's also the bell that used to call in the fire fighters and a beam from 9/11.

We met with a gal who took us on a really cool tour. We got to see all of the different trucks, and Claire even got to get a closer peek. Claire got a good look at all the gear, though she wasn't interested in trying any of it on. It was really interesting learning about the different trucks and how everything works.

It turns out only the chief and two supervisors are paid full-time. The rest (over 100) are volunteers. I knew a lot were volunteer, but I had no idea that many were. We've been fortunate enough to have never had the need to call 911, but I'm still so grateful for all of the sacrifices fire fighters make. Plus we got a fun tour out of it.

We had enough time afterward to explore and play a little bit so we went over by the high school and checked out Fireman's Park before I had to get ready for class.

And some sister snuggles. Cause what's better than that?