Train Town

So I’m a little late.  But it’s okay.  The fact the memories are made and it’s EVENTUALLY posted is all that matters.  Right?   Right.  Now we have that established, let’s move on.

While in Novato, Train Town in Sonoma was on the top of our list.  Without mentioning one word of it to Jared until we were about 10 minutes away is seriously the way to go with a 3 year old.

Someone was super excited when they saw the trains.

This may look like a sweet picture but I took it from the back because I didn’t want to show the hysterics Jared was in.  Hysterics because he had to wait in line.  Disneyland is NOT on our list anytime soon.

Hysterics again.  Not pretty.   Not scared or anything, just royally pissed off that the merry-go-round hadn’t started up yet.  Again, WAITING=HYSTERICS and a Mommy who needs a Camelbak of Skinnygirl.

Much nicer after running for our lives to get a seat in the cattle call train ride.  Joy I tell you.  The joy of watching my mother climb in and out of the train with her brand new knee. 

Loved the train ride.  Loved.  Then a quick 10 minute stop at the petting zoo for a much needed antibacterial wipe down.

After a quick lunch we went back home and not an hour after, this is what I found.  Guess I wasn’t leaving the house to go shopping anytime soon.  The babysitter was sacked! 

Thanks Mom and Dad for bring J to Train Town. He wears his shirt all the time and talks about it still!!!