We also live a couple blocks away from the commuter rail tracks, so looking out for "choo-choo's" whenever we're out in the neighborhood is always high on the list. Usually when we cross over the bridge above the railroad tracks, we casually look to see if any trains are coming before moving on.
On this particular walk, though, Sylvie was determined to see some trains. She sat herself down right on the sidewalk with her babies and camped out, in spite of my efforts to gently coax her to move on.
It payed off, however. We got to see two trains go by (very exciting stuff, indeed) and she was very satisfied with her decision to stay.
Here are some pictures taken with my phone.
On this particular walk, though, Sylvie was determined to see some trains. She sat herself down right on the sidewalk with her babies and camped out, in spite of my efforts to gently coax her to move on.
It payed off, however. We got to see two trains go by (very exciting stuff, indeed) and she was very satisfied with her decision to stay.
Here are some pictures taken with my phone.
On our way!
At the train tracks
What else to do, but nurse Luna while we wait?
And we're waiting...
...and waiting...
...and waiting.It was soon after this that the trains came by, and we headed home. (Henri was peacefully sleeping in the stroller the whole time.)
On a final note, I wanted to add to Beau's previous post. Not only does Henri resemble Sylvie, but he's also a chip off the old Daddy block. Well, maybe not in the pudge factor quite yet. Beau and Henri, both happy and chubby babies.
Beau and Joc
Henri. (This picture's for you, Papere!)
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