You may remember from previous blogs that the one thing Mr. whispered to every Santa he could find was "choo-choos." Well, Mr. must have been a good boy, because Santa obliged.
Opening the choo-choos on Christmas morning.
Opening the choo-choos on Christmas morning.Immediately setting them up to play on the ottoman.
Playing with Daddy Mac in the basement (eventually Daddy Mac let Mr. play).
The human tunnel.
Playing with Daddy Mac in the basement (eventually Daddy Mac let Mr. play).The human tunnel.Derailed!! Mr. is not so sure that girls should be allowed to play choo-choos because of incidents like this!
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Did I see a "bitch" that the choo-choos go over? (That's what Harry called a "bridge".)
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