Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tristen is a firefighter. He threw on a pair of coveralls and borrowed the helmet from Jacob, which had been given to him from Grandpa many years ago.
Tristen loves firefighters, fire trucks and all that jazz. In fact, a couple of weeks ago, Danny and I were rolling at one of his pee-wee football games when he actually stopped during the football game to watch some firetrucks go buy. I'm sure his coach didn't find it humorous at all, but we sure did. It was so Tristen.
So..what were YOU going to be when YOU grew up?
Posted by Becky at 8:14 AM