We got up early on Sunday and caught the last bit of a Thomas the Train episode on the teevee. Left wanting, we decided to go to the train station ourselves.
It was a huge hit.
Not only did we see trains ("happy trains", you're still telling Mommy three days later) coming and going, groaning and letting off steam, but there were buses coming at us from all directions, and light rail cars with their "ding ding, ding ding" which you couldn't get enough of, and every few minutes a 737 would roar overhead, landing gear ready, just to mix it up and keep it exciting.
Next weekend we're going for a ride.
Dad
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