* We rode the train years ago (pre-Cub) when Robbie was a year or two old. I didn't remember it being called the Pineapple Express then, but I'm sure it was. I guess they don't have rights to the name...the plantation administrators had to be appalled by the movie of the same name!
Monday, October 12, 2009
Riding the Pineapple Express*
So the week went well with the two boys home. Pretty much a normal week with errands, shopping, playing with our train set, and late afternoon playground runs. We picked up a new tricycle for Cub, but he's not that into it yet. On Saturday I wanted to treat the boys to a train ride at the Dole Plantation (it was really for me, celebrating that we made it through the week!). I was buying tickets and forgot to ask for the kama 'aina rate (local rate) but the ticket agent asked me and gave me the discount without even asking for ID. Nice! But then as we were about to board, one of the staffers pulls us aside and asks to take our picture. Oh, I thought, so we don't look so local after all. Instead of getting out of it, I went ahead and roped Robbie in and smiled. I wasn't even thinking of the pic as we got off the train, they actually spot you and come up with the print. I looked and was surprised. A very good smile on Robbie and I didn't look like the frazzled mom I had expected to. Had I known this, I probably would have moved closer to the train as the photographer asked, stood up straighter, and tried to get Cub to look at the camera (and maybe smile, but looking and smiling is asking for a lot!). We'll take what we can get! The picture ($15) ended up being more than the train ride for the three of us ($12.75) but going with that day's theme of "treats," I figured why not. I also like the continuity of Robbie holding the red train in the pic this time.
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Yae, we get to see a photo of Heather, too!!
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