Trains, Trains, Trains: Max Loves Trains

There are few things Max remembers from last year. He vaguely remembers Christmas and Birthday presents, he almost remembers seeing Uncle Geoff's magic show and he does remember cousins and the beach.

There is one thing he talks about often and remembers (I am sure he believes) with perfect clarity: the Santa Train.
He has been talking about it for months, at the first mention of Christmas. He asks when we are going and if the train is leaving soon.

Max loves trains

(Actually, on an ironic note Max is scared to death of trains. Even when this one whistled he almost started to cry. He has always been sensitive to loud noises; chainsaws, motorcycles an revving cars.)

On Sunday we went on the Santa train. He loved it. He glowed the whole time.

 

Incase only one is interested this is the Santa Train out of Chahalis (the Elbe one we did last year was all booked up)
Actually this one was wonderful for many reasons:
It was all I-5 driving instead of wiggly mountain roads
You stay on the one train in your space the whole time
The trip was 30 min (perfect for a 4 year old)
We all sang Christmas carols!