On Friday, FABJ pointed out a flyer at Orla's daycare about an open house at the Garda (Police) station. She mentioned that she saw the same flyer in her school. She really wanted to go, but ORBJ really didn't want to go. I think ORBJ was worried about being locked up in a cell (as we talk about the police station being the place where we put baddies), and she was also being 3. So, we decided to risk the wrath of ORBJ and go.
We started out with snacks and a hi-vis backpack cover (the latter for FABJ). Next, we explored the garda vehicles on display. (Note LBJ in the background talking with another parent from ORBJ's daycare - in her America's Cup.)
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| Putting those horse riding lessons to good use |
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| Note the evil grin on the face of "the Juice" |
Then, LBJ took the girls upstairs so they could see the cells and the fingerprinting, etc. They got fingerprinted (so to speak) and helped the garda keep the peace.
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| FABJ keeping order (with ORBJ observing) |
Meantime, the garda band provided some background music when kids weren't sounding the sirens on the various patrol cars, etc.
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| My tax euros at work? |
Perhaps the highlight, at least for FABJ, was the opportunity to put on some riot gear, although she did complain that the helmet was too big.
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| Don't mess with FABJ or else! |
The regular garda outfit wasn't nearly so exciting for her, but she still enjoyed it. In fact, this outfit was supposed to be for another kid, but she commandeered it. Fortunately, the other kid was very patient, and FABJ handed over the outfit after these pictures.
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| Future career choice? She does like rules. |
The girls had a great time. In fact, LBJ almost missed her flight to London because it was so hard to tear away the kids!
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