It snowed yesterday, but thankfully, that didn't stop us from going on the Polar Express. It took us over an hour to get to Portland in the snow on Wednesday morning. It's a drive that normally takes a half hour. The roads weren't so nice in town, but the Turnpike was okay. First, Ryan had a final check of his fingers at a doctor in Portland. He'll have some scaring, but is fine. Yay! We then spent the afternoon at my brother-in-law's house just to prevent a million trips to Portland on the snowy roads.
At 3:30, we left Tim with his uncle and cousin and made our way into town for our trip on the train. Ryan was VERY excited.
Here's the train. We waited in a heated tent until it was time to board. The trip took us through a wintery wonderland. Seeing the ocean was really nice too because the tracks run along the coast. We had cookies and hot chocolate, too.... just like in the movie.
It was SOOOO cold when we first got on the train. My feet, though clad in winter boots were frozen. Ryan refused to put his gloves on and was using his buddy Paws as a hand warmer. He had to borrow my hat because his was "too cold." Once the train got going it did get a little more warm, but I think I would have liked a blanket. I felt really bad for the little babies on the train. They had on snow suits and still looked cold.
I was exhausted at the end of the day. I suppose shoveling snow in the driveway, driving white knuckled to Portland and spending the day with three kids is a lot, but it was worth it because Ryan had fun and is still saying "Went on a train and it went fast, fast, fast." (which. by the way, it didn't go so fast, but he can think that it was fast.)
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