Thing 1 has been bugging me forEVER to ride a train, so today we did just that. We got on the Sprinter in Oceanside, rode it to the end of the line, and came right back. Just so we could shut the kid up. Well, no, for the experience, that's it.
Thing 1 loved it. Absolutely loved it. She didn't want to get off, she loved it so much.
Thing 2 was not so easily impressed. You can see how unmoved she is by the whole experience. Peanut Head and I just know this kid is going to be Goth or the equivalent for her time, whatever that might be. We're preparing ourselves for this now. She is her own little person and she doesn't give a rat's behind what anyone else thinks about her. In the long run, this can be a good quality, we realize that, but for now she is just entertaining and exasperating us all at the same time.
Again, Thing 1 soaking it all up so she can recount the experience in vivid, excruciating detail, for anyone, anytime. And she will. She will.
Just to warn y'all back home, if she wants to tell you about it, I want you to be fascinated, riveted, amazed, and alert.
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