Day Out with Thomas

For the past year I've wanted to take Connor to the "Day out with Thomas" festival at Edaville.  The problem is, Edaville does not offer this activity everyday.  I started off the day thinking we'd just play in the yard and in the kiddie pool, but something told me to check the Edaville schedule.  Thank God I did - it was now or never.  The only other weekend they were offering it was next weekend, and we'll be away for a wedding, so we packed up our things, bought the tickets online, and hit the road!

Connor was very quiet for the first hour.  He was taking everything in.  He asked for a lollipop when we first got there, and I figured it was a special day so why not.  We bought 3 Dum Dums at 25 cents a pop, so we weren't breaking the bank.  He held onto that lollipop for an hour and a half and wouldn't let go. He finally ate it on the train, but wanted another. I gave him one and he held onto that one until he fell asleep in the car. It was so strange, so in all of the pictures you'll be able to spot the lollipop!


When Connor saw Thomas he lit up. He pointed and kept saying "THOMAS! THOMAS!". It was very cute. We had an hour and a half before our train ride, so we went inside where they had the ball pit, the train sets and a viewing of Thomas. He wasn't that interested in the ball pit because he had to relinquish his lollipop to get in. That didn't last very long. He did, however, like the Cranberry museum where they had the tractors set up. Boys + tractors = fun.

Before our ride we had some lunch. Connor had a very healthy lunch of potato chips and juice (and don't forget the lollipop), but he was an angel in the massive food line, so I let it pass. Actually, he was pretty much an angel all day. The only incident we had was getting him to stop playing with the train set in the gift shop, but once he realized I bought him a Thomas Pez dispenser, he left with no problems.

Our train ride was hot, but fun. I was a bit worried that Connor wouldn't like it. After all, a train from afar is very different than actually being on one, and in December he screamed so much we had to get off the train before we even sat down. Thankfully, he was great. He was sure to remain seated, and every time I stood him up to see something outside, he looked quickly, but would sit down immediately. He loved pointing at the different wooden characters and telling me what they were (a dog, a puppy, etc). He liked the train whistle, too, which was loud and could have been an issue. He really seemed to enjoy his trip, but by 3:00 we were roasting, sweaty and exhausted so we called it a day.