Sunday Morning Walk in Moab

Isaac loved this fire truck. This was the third time he walked past it and he still couldn't get enough of it.

He stood with his face pressed against the window forever, just staring at the truck saying, "Fire truck!" or "Lights!" over and over again. 

We eventually made it to a coffee shop for provisions. Unfortunately our beloved Arches Book Company closed down a couple of years ago, but the coffee shop found a new home inside a weird clothing store just down the street. It doesn't have the same cozy feel, but still has really good coffee.

Isaac found this tree stump cut into what looked like a chair. "Potty," he called it. He sat and as an old man walked past and asked him about his seat, Isaac announced, "I pooped!"

Ah, this kid.