firetrucks.

There's a fire station across the street from Ben's favorite park. He always points at the firetrucks when we walk by.

One of his books about firetrucks shows 10 or so different kinds of firetrucks, so I asked one of the firefighters taking a smoke break if he could tell us the different kinds they had. He did, and Ben was in awe. The guy was nice enough to give Ben a coloring book. He said that next time we're at the park, we can stop by and Ben can see the trucks up close.

Side note: I find it funny that I'm so shy that I hate even calling to order pizza, but for my son I'll walk up to a complete stranger and start a conversation.