Craig had to take the Cup out to a local Tim Hortons location that the team president frequents. There were going to be a couple of the dance team members there, along with the mascot, and the Town of Chili (pronounced Chi-lie for all non-Rochestarians out there--long I's like "eye") Fire Department made an appearance as well. It ended up being a pretty low-key event, but we managed to have a good time nonetheless.
First thing we did was head out to the fire truck. Jacob was super-excited at the prospect of getting up in the truck, and was all smiles the whole time he was in there:
|Little boy, BIG truck|
Back inside, Jacob got to hang out with his favorite mascot, R. Thunder. He has been obsessed with this bird since he was a tiny little boy. He still loves him and lights up when he sees him. He gives him hugs and just wants to hang out with him no matter how many other people are around. Once at an appearance he led him around by the hand the whole time. It's hilarious, though I feel bad for the mascot because Jacob is totally fixated on him. Jacob actually wanted his picture taken with him, which never happens any other time.
He proceeded to sit next to him and talk his ear off pretty much the whole time we were there. Jacob does realize that he's just a mascot, though, as we had a pretty humorous conversation while we were there about it. Craig was trying to convince him that he's a real bird, and Jacob knew that the head was a mask. Smart kid. It was also quite funny watching the bird try to drink his iced cappuccino...both "fake" drinking through his beak, and also awkwardly sticking the straw up the neck to his real mouth. Classic.
Before we left, Craig noticed a sign hanging up and decided it would make for a great photo op:
After those few hours, Craig joked that he was done for the day--fire truck, time with the mascot, some free ice cream--quite a full day for the little man! It's not every day a three-year-old kid gets to hang out with a fire truck, championship trophy, two attractive girls, and one furry friend. Quite the life our lucky little boy leads, isn't it?