Each year, our community fire department takes an engine out with a Santa Claus riding on top and drives through various neighborhoods for the kids to see Santa on the fire truck with the lights going and siren blaring. We just happened upon it last year when we heard these loud sirens and looked outside to see the truck driving by. This year I learned ahead of time that they were driving around our neighborhood this evening. They started their rounds at 6pm, but there was no way of knowing exactly when they would drive by. I was holding off all bedtime preparations so the girls wouldn't miss anything, but by 7:45pm I was about to give up and head upstairs.
It was of course at that very moment that I heard the sirens. I had the girls throw on their boots and we headed outside to wait for the engine to come by. Ava remembered this from last year, and Jocelyn is over-the-moon excited for anything to do with Santa, so they were squealing and jumping around in anticipation. Molly was of course fun to watch for a totally different reason. She was not so sure of the loud noises coming out of the fire truck, so she wanted to either be held or leaning on my legs at all times. But when we saw the engine come down our street I asked her who she saw. She immediately said, "Santa." I said, "Let's wave hi to Santa!" And she did, very timidly but in complete awe and wonder at what was happening. We live on a cul-de-sac, so we had the chance to see Santa both on the way down the street and back up, and Molly did not take her eyes off of that fire truck for a SINGLE moment. It was so fun to watch her taking it all in. It's great to see the older ones go nuts and get so excited for such special events, but it was just as incredible watching Molly taking in this once-a-year treat and quietly savoring every second.
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