Well, Johnny had never been on a train before and TOTALLY dug it. It was the only thing he could talk about the rest of the day. Here's a conversation I would have with Johnny:
Me: "Yeah, we went on the train today."
Me: "It was fun, wasn't it?"
Johnny: "Train? Zoo?"
Me: "We won't be going there for awhile, honey."
Johnny: "Train?! TRAIN!!"
Me: "We're not going the train again today, but you can tell Daddy all about when he gets home."
Johnny: "Daddy? Train!!"
And over and over.
So, I decided that we would go on the train this past weekend so Daddy could see the look of exhilaration on Johnny's face.
|Waiting in line with Daddy|
|Choosing a seat|
|Squirming around waiting to get going|
|Unhappy toddler face|
Well, he didn't get over it. Apparently he cried the whole time and embarrassed the heck out of John.
So then we get Johnny some food and put him on his bike to leave when he says, "Train? Fun!"
Toddlers are so weird.