
Last night on the way home from NightChurch Judah said, "Look, look, there's Santa!". (Maybe some leftover decorations? I'm actually not sure where he saw Santa.)
Then he continued on with this story:
"At Christmastime Judah go see Santa and Santa give Judah a bell. Then we have hot chocolate and cookies. The Caboose. Then Judah and dad go in the caboose and look out the window. Then we see houses. Then we get off the train and and wave bye bye to Santa and the train goes bye bye. Then Judah stands on the red caboose (it was actually blue...but that's okay!) and mom takes Judah's picture."
That kid has a good memory. He's a motormouth, but that was the longest continuous thought he's ever had.
We were thinking about not doing the Polar Express ride this year, but I guess we will have to re-think that. It obviously made an impression on him!