The North Pole Flyer

Last night, we bundled up and took the buddies on a train ride to the North Pole (a.k.a. Bergstram, TX). It was a blast.

We snuggled under blankets in our seats and sipped hot chocolate as the train barreled through the hill county. The buddies loved listening to the clack of the train along the tracks and hearing the whistle and then looking out the window to see cars stopped at railroad crossings. Homes along the route sparkled with lights and we oo'ed and ah'ed at them all.



During the ride, we were entertained by some (not-great) caroling Girl Scouts. And our conductor checked on us often and offered us more hot chocolate. Mrs. Claus came through our coach with gingerbread cookies. And, Santa himself made an appearance and delivered train whistles to each and every child on board. Thanks a lot, Santa. During the last leg of our train ride, the children gathered in the center of each car to hear a reading of "The North Pole Flyer".




Ace and Ben opted to stay in our seats, under their covers, as their eyelids grew heavy. Once the story ended, our tired boys closed their eyes and slept for the last 30 minutes of the ride.