Staycation 3 - Having Fun on The Heber Valley Railroad

Here we are at the Heber Valley Railroad.  It is a fun place to be. 

Inside we find a train. "Is it Thomas?" asks Logan.  "No, it doesn't have a face."  He is a happy train passenger today.  He waves and gives the peace sign to the skiers on Deer Creek and they wave back.

We have a little late breakfast on the train.  And lunch an hour later.  Ice Cream, nachos and corn dogs fill the bill. 

Our peaceful ride is interupted by bandits holding up the train.  Grandma's money is quickly gone and later in the gift shop, Logan sees bandanas.  Yes, he wants one so that he too, can be a train robber...Tyson says they have lots of bandanas at home.  Get a different and better souvenir!

On the ride home, we get tired and droopy eyed, but we all manage to stay awake.  The train goes from side to side and people walk like they had had a little too much whiskey with their nachos.  Yet we enjoy it and have a picnic at Vivian Park in Provo.  There its more fun to play on the monkey bars and slide, than eat.  Grandpa comes and meets us there, just in case someone doesn't want to ride back.  They all do.  But it was nice of him to come.  So another day has come to an end and brings us to the next adventure at the This is the Place Heritage Park Pioneer village.  We shall see what the day holds in store tomorrow.  If grandma and grandpa survive.  We are getting old, ya know!

Those Precious Childhood Memories!

Yes, we all have them, those first things we remember.  My first memory was of moving to our home in Elmore, Minnesota as I was about 4 or 5 years old.  I was outside in the front yard riding my little tricycle--a now non-existent riding toy.  Anyway, my English was quite limited as we hadn't lived in America all that long.  I spotted a girl across the street.  She had dark hair and kept saying things to me, none of which I could understand.  What did she want from me???  As things progressed, she and I somehow got together with our two very different languages and became playmates as we were both the same age.  Through playing together, I managed to pick up English and by the time Kindergarten started, it wasn't even a problem.  I had that language down. 

Well, yesterday as Brecklyn drove with me to my hair appointment, we talked about our soon-to-be little "stayvacation" activities for the upcoming week.  Brecklyn said that Logan was sooo excited to be going on the Heber Creeper Train because he wasn't able to when we went two summers ago when Brecklyn was three.  I asked her what she remembered and if she had liked doing that.  Oh yes, she said, I remember it very well.  I asked what she remembered about it.  Well, she said, we got off the train (at Vivienne Park in Provo Canyon) and I stepped in dog-poo in my flip flops and you had to clean me up.  Boy what a remembrance, not what I expected at all!  Anyway, after she reminded me, I remembered that incident too.  So, let's not forget to take the baby wipes and hand sanitizer this time!