Yes, that is a fire truck and yes it is parked in front of our house. I had a very fun filled afternoon yesterday. After getting the kids up from their naps, I was in a hurry to pick Brandon and one of our friends up from school. I had to get the usual things in the car...purse, diaper bag, coats, and of course the kids. My usual routine is to get everything but the kids in the car then come back in the house for the kids. Everything was going as planned. The car was ready Zoe was in the car and I told Jacob to go get in his seat. He now knows how to open the door, climb up and sit in his seat. We are still working on him being able to buckle himself in. Anyway, I realized I had forgotten my coat, so I went back inside and got it. In the 20-30 seconds I was inside, Jacob turned my very well planned outing into chaos. He likes to play with the buttons on the driver side door and sit in the driver seat. In literally 20-30 seconds, he opened the driver door, pressed the lock button, then closed the door. This wouldn't have been that big of a deal except for the fact that I had already gotten everything in the car and ready to go...including the keys and Zoe. If Jacob had stayed in the car it wouldn't have been as bad because I could tell him to unlock the door or just wait till he hit the button again, but no, he got out of the car and was playing in the carport. Once I tried all of the doors (on the shear chance one of them didn't lock) I went to my neighbors house and asked him if he knew how to break into a car. When he told my the only thing he could think of was to break the window, I called the fire department here on base. When I told them my son had locked my 6 month old daughter in the car with the keys, they simply asked for my address and said they were on the way. When the got here Jacob was so impressed with the fire engine he just stood in the driveway pointing. They had Zoe and my keys out in just a couple of minutes. The Firemen were very nice and took pictures for us so we will always remember this day...yay. After all of that, I was only 20 minutes late picking the guys up from school.
Last week was our Church Christmas party. Santa was there to see all of the kids. Zoe was on his lap just long enough for us to take this picture. She had a look on her face like, "who is this stranger and why are you so willingly handing me over too him?" We tried to get Jacob to sit on his lap but it was a not happening. As we carried him over, his body went rigid and he would not bend at the waist. It's ok, we have a book that we read every night about Santa. Jacob doesn't call him Santa. Instead, his name is "toys".
Zoe was so good at the Christmas party and Jacob was having a great time running around with the other kids. I don't think I got a good picture of him because he was always on the move. 
One of Jacob's favorite things to do right now is build 