Fire House Invaded by ALIENS!

The boys love certain things with abandon. Toy Story and all things fire truck top the list, sometimes vying for first place with one another. Just the other day I heard the two of them arguing over whether they would watch the fire truck movie or Toy Story. Depending on the day, BigBrother wants to be a firefighter or, you guessed it, a Space Ranger.

It’s really an okay phase. I like Woody and Buzz. I like fire trucks. Win-win for all.

But my favorite thing is when they combine the two. We have lots of small Toy Story characters, some purchased for last year’s birthday cake. We have duplicates of some characters (two Buzzes, two Woodys) but only one of others (Jessie, Zurg). We also have a lovely Bucket of Soldiers which all sound like R. Lee Ermey in my head.

And, of course, we also have a wide array of fire truck, firefighter and fire house toys. For his birthday, LittleBrother got the Little People Fire Station. (Which, by the way, I’m still kind of upset that Little People now have legs that bend so they can sit. In fact, I’m still upset that Little People have legs at all and not a hole in which they could sit on my finger and dance. I digress.) It’s been a popular toy with both boys since they opened it and initially fought over it. For awhile, only the lone Little People firefighter occupied the house.

Until recently. When it was INVADED BY ALIENS.


Lots and lots of aliens. Because LittleBrother got a Bucket of Aliens for Easter. Oh yeah. Toy Story aliens. All over my house. Under the recliner. Strewn throughout the toy box. Next to the bed to step on at 3:00 in the morning. Aliens. Everywhere.


Trying to drive the fire truck.


On top of the roof.


Sometimes at the dinner table. Everywhere.

These are the fun moments of parenthood, really. Minus that alien to the foot at three in the morning. It’s just so fun for me to watch them enjoy their passions, to combine them in fun and imaginative ways. It also kind of makes me want to take an alien to the real fire house and take some photos of one on a fire truck. In fact, I think I might just do that soon.

As a side note, FireDad has a fear of aliens. Not really. He is just teased mercilessly by his mom and sister regarding a football-head-shaped non-alien in his room when he was younger. As such, I’m totally amused by the recent alien invasion of our home. Ahem.

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10 Replies to “Fire House Invaded by ALIENS!”

  1. What? Little People have legs now? And they bend? I’m so depressed now. All the more reason to stick with the vintage ones I have from when I was little.

    And I love imaginations, the fact that it’s totally normal to have aliens hanging out at the fire station. Nothing is impossible!

  2. I’m with you in the whole dislike of the new Little People. Bucket of aliens sounds fun. Over here it is Hot Wheels every where. Not only hurt when you step on them at 3am but added danger of wheels rolling out from under you.
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  3. I’m looking for Aliens right now online. Thanks for the reminder. I also love the vintage Fisher Price Little People. Several years ago I had collected nearly all the playsets and figures but sold them all in a weak moment on eBay … in fact that’s my dream job – vintage toy collector/seller.
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    1. Lisa; As far as I know, they’re only sold AT Disney (World/Land) right now. That’s the only place they’ve been spotted. Mandy brought me back a bucket. And, oh, I wish you still had the original Little People. My Grandma also sold my old house and people. FireDad’s mom still has the saloon though!

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