So rewinding back to last week, John had taken Friday off so that we could do something with Gabe for his birthday. You know, besides buy him an expensive gift and throw a big adorable party. Obviously this activity had to be cheap but we wanted it to be something special too, not just another trip to the park. Like, something like Sesame Place, which is like an hour away, wasn't gonna happen. I was about to suggest a trip to the car dealership because, hey, free entertainment! And possibly free water bottles if we pretend we're car shopping. But even I thought that sounded like a horrible thing to do so we headed out to God's country, in Strasburg, PA and went to the Railroad Museum of Pennsylvania.
We knew Gabe would be into it. I just hoped we would make it past the Thomas train tables because dude, we can go see those at Barnes & Noble. Luckily we bypassed it fairly quickly and got to seeing the huge museum filled with old trains.
Clockwise L to R 1) Gabe's oooo face when he hears the train whistle. 2) Adorable vintage luggage EVERYWHERE 3) Still love a Union Jack 4) Creepiest mannequin ever. I didn't let Gabe look too long for fear of nightmares.
Guys? It was boring. So so boring. Not for Gabe...and probably John.
They both enjoyed it. Gabe ran and ran and we were all "Look bud!
Another train!" and "Oooohhh look at this one, it's RED!" But mostly I
wandered behind them, Instagramming. I know, not my best mother moment,
but I could not get into this museum. I loved that he loved it but I was
ready to get the heck outta there as soon as Gabe showed the first sign
of hunger/thirst/boredom. Besides, there was a Cracker Barrell to get
to. And a Janie & Jack outlet. Let's not tell Gabe that these are
the reasons I pushed for the railroad museum, k? Our little secret?
7 comments:
My poor father used to drag two little girls here every year and we hated it.
What is it with dudes and trains?
Yeah, boy stuff is kinda the worst. But in all honesty I think I'd have a hard time with tea parties and dress up too. Pretty much coloring is the only thing I don't mind. Oh, and pretending to take naps which is Q's favorite new game (And mine!)
Like a year deep into our relationship, JEGs and I did the railroad museum. We thought it would be a fun Saturday afternoon.
SNOOOZE. Even for me, history dork extraordinaire, it was boring.
Next summer, let's plan a trip to Sesame Place. I have been looking for a reason to go. John and JEGs can watch the boys and you and I can hang out on the lazy river. At laugh at the 16 year old lifeguard when she calls us out on the wine in our water bottles
LB
haha well at least you are trying. and gabe is none the wiser.
Right now, Hemry is only into milk. So I'm actually kinda looking forward to things like museums. But I'm sure I'll be all over Instagram when it actually happens. But you seriously get high mom points for going with the boys.
Well, at least you have good pics to show for it! Reason enough to go, right??
ha ha ha- you totally get an "A" for effort :)
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