Railroad Barons

Here I am back at the kids' museum. Whoa, are they greasing these slides?

And I brought some friends along ...

Henry ... and ...


Uncle Jon! (He's a big kid, too).


Hey, Henry, did I mention they have trains here?






Hey, who is this clown? We didn't invite you to our train party.


Henry is very discerning. He knows what he wants and he reaches for it!


Henry was into compiling a train monopoly. Can we say Railroad Baron? I'm pretty sure he had every train in a line at one point.


And when we aren't busy engineering the railways, Henry and I are hardworking firemen.


Here comes the H-Man with the fire hose. Watch out if you planned to stay dry!




We finished up the day with some cheese pizza back home over my personal train table. What a great day!


But, it couldn't last forever and they went back home to Portland. I guess I've got to figure out something to do on my own. Hey, mom . . .


. . . let's go to the park !!!


Yeah, this is my comfort zone. It's easy and breezy at the park.


Dad challenged me to a little one-on-one. I'll show you, pops!


Here I go. Would you look at that form?


This is how we roll in ACC country, baby!


I think I saw a couple recruiters casing my court. I've already got Coach K knocking down my door.


Tyler Hans-who?


I let Dad take a shot or two; you know, stroke his ego a little by letting him think he is making a small comeback.


I also liked just running around "allegro" on the basketball court. (Shout out to the Little Einsteins there.)


I think these pine cones may be an OSHA hazard. I better move them off the Court so we don't have any career-ending injuries.


Um, is there an omen about a black cat on the b-ball court? We athletes are superstitious.


Yeah, stay over there and rub your bad luck on Mom!


Sunday wasn't quite as warm (bitter cold), so we didn't get to spend much time outside.

Instead, we baked cookies! Who needs the sun anyway when you have sugar cookies?


I'm getting to be an old pro at this.


See, there is sunshine reflected on my face instead. All is well with the world!


Especially when you make train cookies!!!!!!!!!!! I loved the steamer and the caboose (both as dough and as baked cookies). I proudly announced to Mommy that I had eaten the smokestack. What a thoroughly fulfilling day!


My poor cows, on the other hand...

Let's just say they were paying homage to Scout and Toby, as they looked more like dogs than cows. Moo!