Holiday Express

It didn't look that cold this morning when we left the condo. Henry was wearing a onesie, a long-sleeve shirt, a jacket, pants, leg warmers (pulled up mid-thigh), socks, shoes, and a hat. All of that and he was still freezing by the time we hit the tent to pick up our will-call tickets for the steam locomotive. This prompted the purchase of a Holiday Express hooded sweatshirt, which we threw on over everything else. Then I cuddled with the kid until his teeth stopped chattering. Thankfully, the wait to get on the train wasn't long and the train cars were heated. The train ride was about 40 minutes long, and it came with a visit from Santa Claus, a candy cane, and a monkey tatoo, which seemed oddly out of place but completely acceptable. Of course there were pictures...

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