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Day out with Thomas





Brad bought tickets for the family to do this. The girls really like Thomas but we weren't bogged down with their expectations being rocked or not met. I suppose Thomas is sort of a big deal with kids. Some other kids are OBSESSED with Thomas. I witnessed many a manic child throw fits and tempers because the day with their hero might have not gone as planned.
It was a beautiful morning. We got great seats on the train




After the train ride we were going to stand in line to take a picture with Thomas. This was good enough for us though...



They had a little hay maze set up that the girls had a blast in.



They had booths kind of like giant gift shops, petting zoo stuff (ick), a Thomas Tattoo booth (not kidding about that one), and other kid friendly crafty sites.


It was such a fun family outting and I once again realized that of all the kids in that massive crowd, mine are the ONLY ones I want to hang out with all day long on a given Saturday.

Comments

AnnEE said…
Weird. Your kids are just about the ONLY ones I want to hang out with on a given Saturday, too!!
Hi, Mini- Brad and Mini-Heather... wonder who the next one will look like?!
Jessica G. said…
Sounds like fun! I love that you are very relaxed about it and not nearly as obsessive as some people. Saw many tattoed kids over the weekend. Kinda glad my kids have no idea about Thomas.
Jessica G. said…
Dear Abbie,
Thank you for your comment.
I really like your sister, Amelia. How are your Pet Shops?
love you
jaquelyn
Morgan Moore said…
I'm glad you enjoyed your "thomas experience". We had a ball when we went, too!

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