Of course, she was fascinated by buses, trash truck and street sweepers, too. It just turned out that "fascinated" translated directly as, "Oh holy moly! What is that big thing?! Can it get me?!? AAAaaahhh!!!"
*ahem* That was last year. Now she's three.
As we drive up or down the pass each day, Mad requests that we go down and see the trains. There's a fire road that extends about 2/3 of the pass. Little semi-paved pathways shoot off that allow being right next to the southbound trains.
As long as the conductor doesn't give a friendly (obnoxiously loud) whistle, it's kind of fun.
Madelyn tells us if the engine is Thomas or Percy, and whether or not Thomas is pulling Clarabelle and Annie.
Tom thinks she'd enjoy riding on a train. He wanted to do it for her birthday, but there is a serious lack of commuter rail lines up here, and we don't want to go as far away as Amtrak would carry us for the occasion. As with most good things, we have to go down the hill for it.
Today we are hoping to finally take Mad on a train ride. The fact that it's 8:45 and she's already melted down two times, refused to eat breakfast and went back to bed to get some extra sleep