Last year, on the first weekend after Annie’s arrival, we went as a family to the Pacific Science Center.  It turned out to be an awesome day to visit, as there was a model train show for the weekend.  We had no idea it was going to be there, and Dex and Nic are still talking about it a year later.  So this year, we kept our eye out, and when we saw that the show was coming back, we planned our weekend and off we went.

They did it a little differently this year, and had all the trains spread out all over the place.  The boys gravitated to the ones they could control, and the ones they recognized.  It took us rather a long time to get them away from the Thomas train tables:

As you can probably see, Malina had done her magic to the boys’ hair after their last bath, so they were rocking some prety styling do’s.  Then, predictably, they wanted to go to the toddler play area, but Nic’s new look helped him cruise for girls.  Ever the conscientous boy, he carefully put on his seat belt before adjusting the radio for her.  He doesn’t like Country any more than I do, fortunately.

A few minutes later we lucked out again, when it was story time.  A lady came up with a big Thomas book, and children gathered around to listen.  I found the boys a comfortable chair so they could relax and enjoy the tale.

I’m feeling a bit dumb about the next part, mostly because I have to explain what we were looking at because I forgot to take a picture of it.  There was a small train that ran outside (not terribly well thought out, considering that this was in mid-January, but who am I to judge?)  It was maybe golf-cart sized, with four or five cars behind it.  We waited out in the cold for 20 minutes, but the boys loved their ride so it was worth it.  And once I taught Katie that the key to avoid getting terribly car sick was to look at fixed points outside the train as we spun around in circles, she got into the spirit too.