Our days are filled with trains. Train tables, books, figurines, DVDs. I took Carter to the train table at Barnes & Noble. He played for an hour, then kicked and screamed when I had to drag him away. One mom had to stop reading to her kid and stare us down until we were out of ear's reach.
I tried everything, though. There was no possible way to talk him out of there that didn't include a major public display. Next time, I'm bringing cookies in my purse. Really big, chocolatey ones.
Our house! Woo! They're starting the drywall inside tomorrow. We just found out our move-in date will be around the second week in August.