That's the song Rhys has been singing since we saw Thomas the train on Thursday morning. It was quite the experience for Rhys. Just he and Bill went on the ride, while Avery, Griffin, and I waited. It was really fun for him, and he's been obsessing ever since. They had the train set up outside the convention center, and inside, it was set up as a mecca for Thomas fans. It was actually sort of surreal...every kid there was wearing Thomas shirts and shoes and carrying Thomas backpacks, there was the Thomas music blaring on the PA, a HUGE store with every possible Thomas product, kids screaming and throwing fits about trains they wanted, trains to play with, Thomas Legos, and on and on. We didn't stay long, because I started muttering things under my breath about consumerism and materialism and this being what's wrong with America, so Bill thought it was wise to get me out of there. ;-) (I just recently read a book called "Born to Shop" about marketing and advertising aimed at kids, and, boy, did I get to see that book brought to life!)
Anyway, the train ride itself was definitely worth it, and I'm sure we'll do it again when Griffin is 3. (We also rode the train when Avery was 3.) Rhys has been telling everyone that will listen about it. Oh, and when we were leaving, we saw Thomas depart again, but we didn't see him come back. Rhys is now convinced that he's lost. He keeps saying, "I hope Thomas will be ok...." LOL!
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