Firefighters go from this
in a matter of minutes.
We spent Christmas Day at the firestation. They seriously made a fire while we were on our way to the station. They pulled in the station honking their horns, jumped off the rigs and starting kissing their babies and cutting up potatoes for dinner. Black soot on their faces and all. It melted my heart. (And made me want to have my way with my husband in a broom closet.)
I know everyone thinks their husband is amazing,
but I seriously would challenge anyone to put 'em up against those guys.