train ride.

Once P caught a glimpse of this....


....the snow, sledding, and smores at Stone Mountain mattered no more.


All P could think about was thundering down the track in this shiny, green train, feeling the cold wind chap his cheeks, and hearing the ear-piercing whistle shout "choooooo-choooooo" over and over again. These are the things little boys dream of.


And finally it was our turn to climb on board. P was so excited. So very excited.


This boy was overwhelmed with excitement. So much that he fell asleep.


Thank goodness we bought an annual pass so we can go back and ride the train anytime. And maybe next time he will stay awake for the ride.