Thomas

This weekend we took the kids to see Thomas the Tank Engine. Pops and Nunie came too and the kids had a blast participating in all of the activities. We spent several hours there and had to keep moving the kids along because they so much enjoyed each exciting activity. We could have stayed longer had we not run into the "I'm becoming moody and demanding because it's almost nap time" stage of the day. What? My kids? Never!

Here's how we spent our morning:

Playing in the sandbox. Filling the dump truck and pouring it out with a "Whoosh!" just like in the book we read at home.

Petting the pig and other animals in the petting zoo. Payson especially loved the grooming brush and even tried to groom the chickens, who, by the way, wanted nothing to do with that.

Checking out the poor pink-haired pony that was also painted with purple hearts.

Eating a funnel cake with an alarming amount of powdered sugar (which the kids and grandparents loved! Review our trip to the fair for more proof!)

And eating mustard. I mean, a pretzel with mustard.

Watching model trains go 'round and 'round. Payson could have stayed in there forever!

Getting Percy tattoos. (Love those eyes!)

Playing with the train sets.

Taking the kids' on their first train ride...

...where they sat perfectly on their bottoms... for at least the first three minutes.

And, finally, attempting to get a family shot with Thomas. Pops questioned openly in front of the kids if there was a "real" dressed-up Thomas character around somewhere. Geeze, why don't you tell them there's no Santa Claus too? (Just teasin' Pops!)