On Tueseay I took the boys, with Michael in underwear, to the Sacramento Train Museum. It was our first outing in a long time and I felt so happy to get them out of the house and further away from home than the grocery store! Michael did a great job and "went" on the potty at the museum.
This train was enormous. It was some big oil burning engine. They were scared of it.
Looking at another shiny engine. We were able to get on a couple of the trains and walk through them. The boys were very obedient and held my hands. It was so cute! They loved going on the trains and talked about the rest of the day. Sam kept being afraid the trains would blow their whistles. He hates loud noises! I assured him these trains held still and didn't make any sounds. He was okay with that but still doesn't want to go for a ride on a real one!
I have to admit it was a little scary, even for me. The trains were enormous and you usually don't get that close to them. They had mannequins posed as engineers and even hobos in some of the cars and they always startled me. Sam kept asking, "Who's that?" whenever we saw one.
The real find was the huge "Thomas" train table upstairs. We spent a dutiful 30 minutes there before the late-lunch breakdown occurred. Then I was suckered into buying two Thomas engines at the gift shop. They are so expensive. I swear these will be the first and the last but who could resist this face?
The verdict? Sam says his new red engine "James is my favorite train ever."
This train was enormous. It was some big oil burning engine. They were scared of it.
Looking at another shiny engine. We were able to get on a couple of the trains and walk through them. The boys were very obedient and held my hands. It was so cute! They loved going on the trains and talked about the rest of the day. Sam kept being afraid the trains would blow their whistles. He hates loud noises! I assured him these trains held still and didn't make any sounds. He was okay with that but still doesn't want to go for a ride on a real one!
I have to admit it was a little scary, even for me. The trains were enormous and you usually don't get that close to them. They had mannequins posed as engineers and even hobos in some of the cars and they always startled me. Sam kept asking, "Who's that?" whenever we saw one.
The real find was the huge "Thomas" train table upstairs. We spent a dutiful 30 minutes there before the late-lunch breakdown occurred. Then I was suckered into buying two Thomas engines at the gift shop. They are so expensive. I swear these will be the first and the last but who could resist this face?
The verdict? Sam says his new red engine "James is my favorite train ever."
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