One of the moms from Jack's preschool arranged a firestation tour for the kids today. Jack was glad to see his girlfriends were there. Here he is(don't know why he refused to take off his hood this morning) with one of them, hanging on every word of the fireman...and trying to tell him stories, too.
Luckily, Daddy was working in town today and was able to meet us for the tour; Adam was in a mood and wanted to run around the fire trucks. 
Right as we walked out to the truck to go home, it started hailing. It had stopped by the time we got home, but that was horrible timing.
