Who would have thought....

...that I would be so excited to go to train show I'd drive an hour to get to it? I guess it just reflects how your children's interests can become your own. However, once we were at the train show, I had flashbacks to our train set in the basement of our home in Wilmington, DE when I was 5-6 years old. My sister and I (Will, you were a bit young to show much interest....yet) loved the little people, the station, and the "real" smoke coming out of the engine. Foster hasn't developed a train obsession, but we thought he'd enjoy the show. Boy did he ever! He was all smiles...except on the train ride once he realized we weren't on it with him. His friend RJ (sitting behind him) was a bit more stoic. Remember RJ from a September post? Foster has a way of roping him into pushing him around. Last weekend also found us at a cubscout Pinewood Derby watching 7 year olds race wooden cars for the chance to compete at the "mall" level derby. The only thing missing from the weekend was an airshow!










One last picture of Foster reading to his animals in his new room.