July 27, 2026

Helicopters, Fire Trucks, and Mama WITHOUT a Camera

Yes, that’s correct.  Only mine and Lily’s memories will hold this experience visually.. I didn’t actually expect she’d get to do anything but glance at it from the car, so I didn’t grab the phone.
I walked outside this evening after a helicopter flew over our house, so low that I assumed someone was in need of transport.  We live in the middle of no where, after all.  And after a few moments, I concluded the heli had landed at our nearby park, so I grabbed Lils and jumped in the truck to go investigate.  When we found the landing spot, it quickly became evident that no one was in need of its services, but that it had landed instead for the purpose of exploration and discovery for the kids.
So, we explored.
After an inquisitive approach, she introduced herself to the pilot and asked him if she could take a closer look.  He encouraged. She climbed in..grabbed the throttle, and began to explain to the pilot what it was good for and how it worked.
“When you pull on this handle it makes you go faster forward and backward, and when you push it you slow down.”
He asked if she knew about the instruments in the back of the heli, and what all the seats were for.  She responded about the bed, and that it was like a flying ambulance. Then she told the pilot that she has a strong body that heals so well that she is like her own doctor.  He acknowledged her and said she would put him out of a job. To which I responded that there was a great need for both of them if she so chose to pursue her medical interests.  He had commented about her being a doctor, and she lit up at the idea.  She’s into doctoring/caring/fixing/healing right now.
She decided to start teaching the pilot about her bones and muscles, and he being a medic, had a great conversationwith her about healing and fixing people. Then he asked her if she knew how the heli flew.. After referring again to the throttle and the pedals, she explained that the propellers spin really crazy fast and push air under them, which lifts the helicopter into the air.  Then, when we walked back to the tail, she showed the pilot how the heli can turn with the ‘fins’ (rudders). Followed by her description of the ‘tailpeller’.
“It (the tailpeller) keeps it from spinning and spinning and makes it go super fast.”

The heli got an actual call while on the ground/display and had to pack up.  We watched.  She felt the wind, heard all the different stages of engine speed, talked about the landing/wheels and told me all about how it took off, circled around, etc..THEN they banked hard south/east and she told me about how the heli dipped and waved at us, and that’s how he could turn so much, to go to Alamosa (she knows east is Alamosa).
We saw a firetruck, cop car, truck, and bike while we were there too.  She thoroughly enjoyed the event.  It is quite something to watch my 37″ tall three year old approach 5 men in uniform sitting/standing at a firetruck as if they were little mice on a perch.  She was slightly hesitant until she had their attention, then went for it.  She had them eating out of her hand.. They tried to help her climb into the truck – she stated, “Thanks but I can do it myself.”
She played with the instruments, steering wheel, climbed all over the seats, and then when the fireman called her attention to the tank inside the seat, she explained the air tank in the seat was full of gas that made it so the guys could breathe in their masks. I asked her what the gas was.. gave a bit of a hint, and she finished with oxygen.  Then, she asked if she could see a mask.
She tried on their hats, explored the coat and the radio, the sirens and lights, and then the Chief came over to meet her.  He placed his helmet on her head, which she promptly removed (as did she the same with the motorcycle helmet and is typical with hats stuck on her head).  She held the cheif’s hat and read the badge to me after I asked her what that “thing” was.
“It’s a badge.  It says a whole bunch of stuff, but that says ‘fire’ and what’s that word?  Vuh… vih… vis… OH!  That says Vista, so that (pointing) says Monte huh?!”  Then she continued to explain to the fireman, “We live in Monte Vista.  It’s our city.  And Alamosa is where the hospital is, so that’s where the helicopter just took off to to go help some people.  The fire truck is good at helping people too and the firepeople have to be strong to carry people, and help them, and lift really big stuff.”
I asked her what firemen and firewomen did – what their work was.  She said helping people.  I then asked if they often would find fires and let them burn and burn, or if they would make the fire stop.  She responded that they usually made the fire stop.  So, I asked how.  She started to explain all about the water and stuff they spray at the fire, and then wanted to understand how the truck made its own electricity. Finally, she asked where all the water was kept in the truck.  We were directed to the truck opposite ours, and she took off to explore the really big water tanks.
It’s fun. Especially when her mama is there in bare feet, a bandana, holey jeans, and a tshirt once belonging to a teenage boy (Troy).  They look at me, listen to her, and the conundrum that spreads over their face is priceless.
Yep.  And yes, I decided to forgo the camera.

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