A few pictures. A few stories. A keepsake to print out when my kiddos are grown. Not taking one single day for granted.
Life After Bigger Dirt
Friday, December 2, 2011
The Holiday Express
When our big boy had his second Christmas he was one and a half years old. Daddy and Mama thought lets buy a wooden train set. Little did we know that by his fifth Christmas he would be obsessed IN LOVE with trains. He doesn't care what kind shape or color. From Thomas to the $2 ones from Target to the Holiday Express, he loves them all. He actually prays for his trains at night time. Trying to teach him to not be focused on material things is hard at four. He thinks they are real and they all have a story. The Holiday Express happened to stop near our home. We waited for three hours in the cold to get on it. He never complained one second. He jumped up and down each time we moved closer. He told EVERYONE "we are almost there". I wish I could have bottled his excitement!!! Never will I forget the look on his face when the "little man" (full sized man in an elf costume) held his hand while he stepped aboard. *The Kansas City Southern Charitable Fund is an organization that helps children in need during the holiday season. Thank you so much for the Holiday Express*