Wednesday, December 24, 2014

The TRAINS

We have a terribly undocumented, yet very important, Christmas tradition around these parts. 

The TRAINS. 

Once upon a time, Eric had these weird old looking boxes full of weird, old looking bundles.  He didn't come into our marriage with a ton of worldly possessions (when compared to say, my shoes) but he brought his trains.  I really had no idea what I was getting into, but I am sure glad I got into it. 

When Amos was a couple years old they set the trains up on our kitchen island in the Springville house for the very first time.  Little Amos was thrilled.  I was shocked.  I couldn't believe he got them working again.  But he did, and now, every year at Christmas he and Amos set them up together.  The joy is in the journey on this one.  They tinker with them all December long.  This year, they outsourced the aesthetics and hired Maggie and Audrey to help with some of the art.  It was an incredibly sweet family project. 

The only pictures I took are before completion, but you get the idea.



And, no, that's not an artsy picture of Ward, that's Eric in his early engineering days.


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