As most boys do, our boys like trains (eh hem...excuse the MAJOR understatement for Jack). Most of you know our house looks out over a field, and beyond that a railroad track. The boys can watch trains go by from our bedroom window, and they often jet up the stairs to watch anytime we hear one coming. A couple of weeks ago, a train was stopped on the track for quite a while, and after several hours we decided to go take a closer look.
Here is our little adventure!
WHAT??? My name on a train?? It doesn't get better than that.
Shockingly, there was no Owen written on the train, but we did find a nice big O!
And there you have it. Two posts in a week...can you believe it?? I can't.
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