
Please allow me to be overly dramatic for a moment: All that was visible as we ran up to the house was a gathering of neighbors and smoke billowing from the back of our beloved town home. Apparently our back yard decided to "spontaneously" catch on fire (the jury's still out on how in the world the grass can just mysteriously light up with flames). Thanks to our super fabulous neighbors who responded with buckets of water and hoses, they were able to stop the fire before it reached our home. My favorite first responder was the 10 month pregnant girl who came out in her jammies to throw water on the trees and grass.
To stand there watching firemen extinguish the fire 2 feet from our back porch allowed us to see how God protects us from even the most unpredictable of circumstances.
Poor lil Buckaroo was traumatized by the whole ordeal. The nice firemen saw the look of terror in his eyes and were so sweet to him. They told him he could sit in the firetruck while they finished everything up. He wasn't going to have anything to do with anything fire related at that point, so I crawled up front with him instead. He was most fascinated with the back up cameras and flashing lights. I was pretty fascinated as well :)
We thanked our neighbors and the firemen and went right back to our lazy Saturday afternoon at the pool.
After splish splashin' for a few hours we got the call that Baby Ryan Patrick made his grand entrance into this world. And what a cutie pie he is!
Needless to say, we are counting our many blessings twice tonight!
Ciao,

Eeek!! So sorry it was so close to your home. Quite a scare, but I'm glad for the ending. Let's keep your encounters with the F.D. to a minimum now :)
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