Friday Cooper and I played hookie from work to visit Thomas the Train in Burnet, Texas with our friends, Charlotte (2), William (5) and their mom, Sarah. We had a great time even though the high was 68 and it didn’t get that high while we were there, but at least the rain had stopped.
Cooper really didn’t know who Thomas was until this day. I just knew trains were exciting and it was an opportunity to see one up close and take a ride. Charlotte was just along for the ride but her brother, William, was very excited. We got on the train, it was a long wait before we actually left the station. Cooper was quite fussy until we started moving. Then he was very happy to watch the trees go by. Eventually he wanted to share William and Charlotte’s seat with them even though it was a tight squeeze.
Conversation:
William: Cooper stop touching me!
William: Cooper move over!
Sarah: William, Cooper is little, he doesn’t mean to annoy you on purpose.
*Cooper gives Sarah a mean look*
Sarah: Cooper are you a big boy?
*Cooper smiles and shakes his head yes*
Once the train ride was over we went to the Lego tent, tons of Thomas trains on tracks. Cooper loved running the trains along the track, although some were run on batteries he still helped them along. He got a Thomas the Train tattoo which he proudly showed off. There was a petting zoo. He definitely entertained the people with the animals with his constant chatter. We tried the huge blow up slide but Cooper was too small to climb it but was content with jumping on the bottom of it. We learned he could care less for Thomas’s music but other than that, we had a lot of fun.
He was sleep before we hit the highway to go home. On the way home we passed a man stopped on the side of the road, kicking a dead porcupine. Not sure if he was determining its dinner worthiness or wanted to compost it for the skull. My vote was dinner, ick.
Thomas the Train day must have been awesome for him since on the way home, I look back, his eyes open wide, he says “Choo, choo…Choo, choo” and goes right back to sleep. To me, that signals a good adventure.
Saturday we met up with Charlotte, William and their mom again at Jungle Java. It was our first time and we might wait to go again until a weekday or first thing in the morning before tons of kids arrive. It was a pretty cool netted jungle gym but it amazed me that at the age of 3 or 4, some kids can be really mean. Yelling “get out of our treehouse” to other small children and 2 little girls kept passing Cooper telling him “We don’t like you” or “We’re not your friend.” Thankfully he doesn’t want to be their friend, okay, really, at his age, he could care less. A woman, not either of their mother, asks “Are you being mean?” They laughed and said “Yes” as if it was okay. The theme at Jungle Java is to get together with friends while your kids play safely in the netted gym. I was surprised at how many parents sat, drinking coffee and let their kids run wild without even searching for them every once in while. I guess being supervised by nets is completely acceptable to some. I did talk with a few parents as I climbed through the maze of tiger tails and such. It was nice to learn I wasn’t the only parent with the same sentiment.
Now some completely unrelated photos:


Cooper with his friends:


