Santa-monium

Noah I and decided to brave the cold air yesterday morning for another in a series of Brown boys adventures. After an early wake up, quick coffee, and some sporty new adventuring pants for the boy, we headed out the door for Nashville to ride the North Pole Express (choo choo if you ask Noah). Upon arriving we were ushered into the old train station where they had model trains set up with about 22 old men behind the train table each with a remote control for their respective locomotive (hint hint for my Christmas list). Noah loved seeing the trains and would have probably been happy to come back home at this point.

Hundreds of children and parents (some in pajamas for some reason, crazy nuts) poured into the stuffy building until the time came for us to board the train. Noah handed the man his ticket and we soon found our seat on the big train we had come for. We got as settled as one could get with a toddler on a train with thirty other kids, and off we went. Noah stood on the seat looking out the window at all that we passed, watched over the back of the seat at all the other kids, and occasionally recognized my presence with his signature head bonk. Children were singing, parents were happy, and all was going quite smoothly until one little boy behind us spotted the big man coming into our train car. Yes, that's right, Santa. All the kids were screaming and excited which made my little adventurer a little apprehensive. He watched and we waited for our turn with St. Nick. Finally it was Noah's turn and after a little hesitation he let Santa pick him up and hold him. Noah just stared at him in wonder until I reminded him to ask Santa for what he wanted for Christmas. "ah da de big car!" Santa understood perfectly and with a wink he was off to the next child (who by the way had a two page list).

Noah thought the rest of the train ride was dull in comparison to that big event. He just kept holding out his hands talking about Santa picking him up. After two hours on the train, one cup of hot chocolate, two sippy cups, and 228 goldfish crackers, we were back on our way home to tell Mommy all about our big morning.

Here are some pics of our big day.