For a long time around here, we've had a slight obsession with trains. And train tracks. And tracks with trains on them. And choo-choo trains. In case you were wondering, yes, all those things are very different, but equally exciting.
There are some train tracks near our house, but I never really realized until a couple of months ago how VERY MANY trains go by on it. I began to notice when James began to run up to us and yell TRAIN!!!! every time one came by, with the hope that we'd run him over to the window to watch.
Luckily, he doesn't do that so much anymore....he now only calls our attention to about half of the trains that go by outside. Perhaps this is because we finally got him his own train set?
That picture was taken just after his nap on the first day we got his train set....He woke up, sat up, and yelled TRAINS! and ran out and commenced playing with his new toy.
He also uses his choo-choos on every conceivable surface. Like, for example, the upside-down laundry basket.
And for the past several days and nights, he has had quite a few dreams about trains...some good, and some must be bad. Last night he woke up in the middle of the night, crying out NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNSSSSSSS!!!
I think maybe he was dreaming that someone took his new trains away from him.
Have we created a monster?