Choo Choo Soul

"It's like he remembers something...it's in his soul!"



That's what the woman said to me while we visited Bordentown's Railroad Days this past weekend. That boy of mine has that love of trains and all. It's the beginning of a great season for him. There is something about the holidays and trains and he's every bit looking forward to it.



It doesn't matter what kind of train, as long as it runs on tracks, he's in love. Things were no different at the two train displays this past weekend. Patrick stood alongside of it, excited to see every last detail of the locomotives. He watched with a glow in his eye each time the train passed by his section of the track.



Watching him was more amazing to me. This isn't just a fad. He made me a believer this weekend. He's our little train man.

Waiting for the Train

As we spend more and more time outdoors, our focus is shifted moreso than ever towards the sounds of the train.



I know, I've said it before. My dear child adores trains like nothing else. Hours could be spent waiting for the gate to light up and start falling as the bell dings....all for that 20 seconds of passing train. Watching his face is just a treasure!



We spent some time recently exploring the woods on the other side of the train trestle. I'm getting around as best as possible being 7 months (!!) pregnant, but will my little boy ever be 2 and a half again? I'll treasure what I can get!