Cy chose a firefighter costume last month for his Halloween outfit. Since then, he has been vigilant in being a real hero. He asks most people who visit us if they are hurt and not to worry because he’s a firefighter and can fix them (as he bandages or puts cream on their “wound”). A couple weeks ago he was a real hero and found a small hard item in Esti’s mouth that he choked on when he was 2 years old. He took it out of her mouth and handed me a slobbery bumblebee toy. Before his preschool program today he said, “Mom, I must kneel down”. He then proceeded to give a prayer of thanks on the sidewalk outside his school. During the program a couple of teachers dressed as witches threw dry ice in a concoction and yelled “Oh no SMOKE!” Cy looked around and saw no one doing anything so he jumped up and in a very sincere and deep voice said “Don't worry, I’m a firefighter!”. Then he proceeded to point his finger at the cauldron and made a noise like a hose. Everyone cheered and laughed, but he truly felt like he was helping these women in distress. It was so cute. He is most certainly my little Hero on a number of levels.
Rescuing the Witches in distress
Such a good big brother
