Next Stop: Our Bedroom.

Theo and the ill-fated train set. Over-stimulating to say the least. Theo would take one look at it and start screaming "tunnel" "again" "need help" all the while leaning on the the train tracks that I spent Christmas Eve assembling and thereby crushing them so they needed to be reassembled over and over again. Hence the "need help." In short, the train did not bring out the best in our little angel. It is now in our bedroom, perhaps to be returned to Theo on his birthday in February. Unfortunately it has not been a case of out of sight, out of mind. He continues to ask for choo-choo and we just hope each day that the memory of the GeoTrax Grand Central Station fades another shade.

*I know he looks peaceful here -- this does not accurately portray his overall reaction to the train set.