Sometimes Sweet, Sometimes Tart, Always Real
I recognize that scene. We took my little boy on a steam engine ride when he was not quite Sean’s age. We didn’t tell him what his surprise was. When the train came around the bend he couldn’t even walk. All he could do was jump up and down. He was beyond excited. He delighted many of the older faces there. It was a wonderful day.
Aahhhh! A boy and a train. Tis a perfect match. 🙂
Took my wild man on his first train ride when it just happen to be a chilly fall day. My lips are still blue and its been about 28-years since that trip. He couldn’t be kept in the closed car so we saw All the sights from the open car. I don’t think he ever felt the cold.
I am such a good mother or a pushover. I tend to go with pushover. 😉
Isn’t that the truth…
Beautiful capture. Timeless. 🙂
It certainly does fugit.
Trains-r-fun! I used to travel a lot by train and I miss that.
Beautiful picture :).
Okay, so I had to look up “Tempus Fugit”, but yes, time does fly and I think pretty soon we’ll have to take the kids on another steam engine train ride. The oldest two still remember going, but the third was too little, and the little one has never been!
So many memories to be made…all over again!
Magnificent shot. I can feel the excitement in him.
I swear I can see his brain moving faster than the scenery going by 🙂
Perfect. Simply perfect.
We have a similar picture from our ride on the Essex, CT railroad. There’s something about leaning out the window and feeling the air rush by that’s irresistable.
I still remember when we took our oldest two to ride the Tarantula train here in town. They were 2 1/2 and 3 1/2 and it was the perfect age because at the time there could be nothing more thrilling going on in their lives than being on that train at that very moment. They were riveted.
Sorry…THAN being on that train.
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