Here are the two Stover men in front of the Choo Choo. Yes, we rarely call them trains anymore. We call them choo choos. One of us was pretty thrilled to see this, even if the picture doesn't show it.
And then we happened upon this little city jewel. The pipe was wearing a scarf! I have no idea what the inspiration for this was, but it was awesome. And then I got sad that I gave my yarn stash away because I wanted to knit a sweater for a pipe.
This next picture is my favorite picture of the whole trip, well, other than the pictures that include my husband or son. I can only imagine that I sound silly when I talk about this, but I was head over heals for the industrial meets natural. Give me a few years and then I'll post photos of my backyard and we'll see if I've achieved my version of paradise.
We went into the bookstore after stopping for pastries (aww darn) and Mason quickly got comfortable with the animals. Whenever we see a cute little raccoon stuffed animal, I can't help butforce encourage him to play with it. But I don't think he minds.
We were eagerly waiting for story time to begin. This picture below is just moments before Mason spilled nearly an entire cup of milk all over the floor - and himself! Poor little guy. We reacted quickly, but we still totally made a scene. The thought running through my head was "I'll never see these people again. I'll never see these people again." The only thing that made it slightly better was that it was vanilla milk. So rather than stink like nasty warm milk, at least it smelled like vanilla!
And then we happened upon this little city jewel. The pipe was wearing a scarf! I have no idea what the inspiration for this was, but it was awesome. And then I got sad that I gave my yarn stash away because I wanted to knit a sweater for a pipe.
This next picture is my favorite picture of the whole trip, well, other than the pictures that include my husband or son. I can only imagine that I sound silly when I talk about this, but I was head over heals for the industrial meets natural. Give me a few years and then I'll post photos of my backyard and we'll see if I've achieved my version of paradise.
We went into the bookstore after stopping for pastries (aww darn) and Mason quickly got comfortable with the animals. Whenever we see a cute little raccoon stuffed animal, I can't help but
We were eagerly waiting for story time to begin. This picture below is just moments before Mason spilled nearly an entire cup of milk all over the floor - and himself! Poor little guy. We reacted quickly, but we still totally made a scene. The thought running through my head was "I'll never see these people again. I'll never see these people again." The only thing that made it slightly better was that it was vanilla milk. So rather than stink like nasty warm milk, at least it smelled like vanilla!
After this, we went out shopping to an outlet mall, so there aren't a whole lot of pictures of that. No need to photograph me in my natural habitat...haha. We did do a bit of damage at the Gap outlet, and we also discovered that Mason has a love for ketchup. He was eating it plain, just licking it right off his finger!
On day three of the trip, you can bet I drug my boys back to my favorite little area!
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