This weekend, I mentioned to Mark that I wished we had space to display my father's train set that I had inherited. I used to beg my dad every year to put it up.
And then before I knew it, I had a train in my dining room. The hamburger joint is my favorite part.
Lauren even got a train of her own in her Wendy's kid's meal. We set it up like the train at the mall, complete with a giant Christmas tree in its center. And just like the mall, you have to stand in a very long line to ride it.
Looks like we're in the home stretch...I have all of the next six days planned out, so I think that I'm going to make it!
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