My husband plays on a Fire Department softball league every spring and summer, and every Monday night is really a family event. We pack the kids up, pack dinner up, and head out to the softball field of the night for the game.
Last night was Miss Addison’s first softball game at just 10 days old. I know the more I sit around the house, the more likely I am to head down the Postpartum Depression road I did with my boys, so I am wanting to avoid that at all costs!
We bundled her all up, packed out blanket and food and off we went. To say that Addison doesn’t like her car seat would be an understatement!
Once we got there she was the star of the show, and I don’t think I really got a chance to hold her much myself, but she needs to get acquainted with her second family.
About 20 minutes or so after the game started, the guys noticed some smoke off in the distance, and within 5 minutes you could hear about 30 volunteer fire department pagers go off. (Pagers are what they use to notify them of calls, and the noises they make can certainly be annoying to say the least) Addison slept through it all.
The softball field cleared, and half the guys ran to their cars to go back to the fire house and get the fire trucks, and the other half of the guys ran towards the smoke to check it out and see what was actually going on. It turned out to be a pretty large brush fire.
The guys who weren’t playing ended up getting it all taken care of, and the guys who were playing went back to continue the game.
4 fire trucks, sirens and all the excitement… she still slept through it…
I told her at that moment… she better get used to it because it won’t be the first or last time she will be hearing those sirens, and dealing with the excitement of the fire house.