We were one of the first cars to pull into the parking lot Saturday morning. I could see Thomas parked at the station. I could barley contain my enthusiasm in seeing Tripp’s response to the life size engine. As we walked toward the Depot Tripp grinned from ear to ear as he spotted the “cheeky” blue engine. Enthusiastically he proclaimed,”Momma, Dadda, Thomas!” As the three of us walked hand in hand we waved and yelled, “Hi Thomas!”
The funny thing is as first time parents we were determined not to let our child become one of those children obsessed with over commercialized entities. You know characters like Lighting McQueen and Dora the Explorer, or, and I shudder to think, Barney.
However, before we knew it we had fallen in love with Thomas the tank engine. Now our living room is overrun with Thomas and friends. To solidify our sellout we took Tripp to Calera, Alabama in March for A Day Out with Thomas.
In the end Christina and I were as excited as Tripp to ride the life size Thomas. Choo Choo!
Discovering Pine Cones.
Waiting to Ride the Train.
Conquering Mountains the Size of Molehills.
I love old photographs. I’ve been scanning pictures I inherited after my grandfather’s passing several years ago. I scanned this one tonight. This picture was taken in the March of ’75 in front of my grandfather’s small country store by a photographer who was just passing through. The little girl in the picture is one of my first cousins. I’ve heard that she hates the picture. I love it. Sorry Penny, I’m glad it wasn’t lost.