Chugga-Chugga-Choo-Choo!!!!!! This was my sons first phrase and he repeats it endlessly. He is enamored with trains. Not your normal toddler fare of Thomas and Chugginton, although he likes them well enough, but what really excites him are the real Iron Horses. At two and a half, he knows the difference betweens a steam train and diesel, a monorail and a maglev, a trolly and a streetcar. Not much makes his eyes light up more than the sound of the train whistle.
My husband has always had a fascination with steam trains but never took the time to pick up the hobby. I remember when he had to go to Omaha for a work trip. He was dreading it, as he was traveling alone, and didn't know much about the area. When he got there, he discovered it was the home of a Big Boy and a UP Challenger and kept me on the phone for hours explaining why this was a Big Deal. It's still his favorite train and he now longs to go back to Omaha for another glimpse.
So now, we have trains in my sons bedroom, in our living room and in our basement. We go on train vacations, listen to train music and read train stories. We buy every toddler train t-shirt we can find.
My world has become all about trains and I love it. There is nothing better than seeing my husband and son bond over this shared love. I hope it continues for many years and these pages are my attempt to continue to foster this love.
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