Just a typical weekend at Mee-Mee and Poppie's house of thrills

Emmitt B. Feldner  for The Review

You can’t say that Aiden’s Mee- Mee and Poppie don’t show him an exciting time when he comes to visit us.

Just because he got an explosion and fire in a warehouse at the end of the block, with more than a dozen fire trucks lined up and down the street, doesn’t mean it wasn’t just a typical weekend at Mee-Mee and Poppie’s house.

Of course, Aiden slept through the explosion at about 4:30 in the morning, but then again so did Mee-Mee and Poppie.

Actually, Mee-Mee did hear it – she just thought it was a truck or some other noise and rolled over and went back to sleep.

I just missed it when I answered a call of nature about half an hour earlier, then went back to bed and fell sound asleep enough not be awakened by the boom other people heard half a mile or more away.

I guess it just goes to show that, with an empty bladder, I can sleep through just about anything.

Aiden slept through it too, even though his bedroom is closer to where it happened, so at least we weren’t alone.

By the time Mee-Mee and Aiden finally rolled out of bed, the street was filled with fire trucks, which was enough to make Aiden’s day.

The fire was under control and pretty much out by then, but Aiden’s enthusiasm remained completely undampened.

He was outside in a flash, running up and down the street in his pajamas, looking at all the fire trucks and watching the firemen putting out the fire.

We finally got him inside long enough to get dressed, but just barely, as he was running down the block with his shoelaces trailing untied behind him.

By that time, most of the firefighters who had been battling the fire at its height were resting on the street and the sidewalk, so Aiden got to see them up close and personal.

When somebody walked by with their dog, he and the firefighters joined in petting the dog – a real bonding moment if there ever was one.

Later, Aiden got out one of his toy fire trucks and took that down to the end of the block to see if he could help out.

By then, smoke was about all that was left – and a pile of rubble – but it still had him fascinated.

And all of that wasn’t even the highlight of the day that we had planned for him.

We had already been planning to take him along when I went to shoot pictures at a family event at a local summer camp, but we hadn’t had a chance to tell him about that before the fire grabbed his attention.

We just told him that we had another surprise for him and managed to tear him away from the fire scene.

Of course, since most of the firefighters and fire trucks were gone by that point, it didn’t take too much persuasion to get him to go along for another surprise.

He’d been to the camp before for other events with us, so it wasn’t long before he was running around to the different activities and jumping on the pontoon boat for a ride on the lake.

There was so much going on, he wasn’t even terribly interested in the all-you-could-eat breakfast – a quick glass of orange juice and he was ready to head back outside.

We even got him to ride one of the horses, which given his past history was no small achievement.

The first time we put him on one of those carnival-style live pony rides a few years ago, he wouldn’t stop screaming and tried to climb off the back end of the pony – which can be dangerous in so many ways.

This time, Aiden climbed on the horse just fine and took off with his guide without screaming.

After he was done, the guide told us that Aiden was a little scared at first, but by the time they finished the ride, Aiden asked why they were done already and said he wanted to keep going.

As I said, it’s just a thrill-aminute for Aiden at Mee-Mee and Poppie’s.

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