I don't know if I have said much about Simeon (age 4) and his train obsession. It's becoming more apparent as time goes by and he is getting better speech skills. He has knock knock jokes about the train. We hear these "jokes" about 20 times a day. He has the GeoTrax trains and these are dragged out every single day. Sometimes they are in the car with us, in my bed with us, in his bed, in the bathroom, in the living room, lined up down the stairs, lined up on the counters, hidden in strategic places so other people can't play with them and lined up and "tracked" on our desks. They are everywhere, all the the time. He's now got them stashed in a plastic box that he sleeps with and drags around with him. When Shiloah was visiting we went to the pioneer museum and they have an electric train just as you come in. It cost .25 to make it go for about 3-5 minutes. Simeon is like a moth to the light. He's chasing it around the track, watching it, listening to it, and then it ends and we are pestered or are subjected to a jumping up and down tantrum until we put another quarter in. The last time we were there the attendant gave us a map to show us where the old trains were stored and we could get on them to tour them.
Simeon held onto that map for a week. Every morning he got up and asked if we were going to go see the trains today.
Finally, we made it over to North Platte to the old train yard so Simeon could see the trains. He looked like a speck next to these huge engines, but I think if he could have spontaneously combusted, he would have.
Ever since then we are asked several times a day "This way or that way?" We would point in some direction only to get corrected by Simeon that it was the wrong way and we needed to go this way. It wasn't until yesterday as we left church I finally figured out what he was talking about. The major highways out here go east and west. Church is half way to North Platte for us, so I think Simeon thinks every time we leave for church we must be going to North Platte, where the trains are parked. As we left church I turned west and immediately Simeon started screaming "NO!! Go THIS way!!" pointing behind us. To the trains. He knows where the trains are. For a little boy that has only been talking for about a year (who only just called me Monny less than a year ago), this is major!!
Then this morning he was up at 5:30, asking me if we can go see the trains today. Then again at lunch, snack, after nap, before dinner, after dinner, and 3 times at bedtime.
One other thing that Simeon does when we leave the house is look for the trains on the tracks. As we drove home yesterday we tried to tell him when a train was coming up, but he wouldn't see it. Then all of a sudden we'd hear "Hey, WOOK!! A TRAIN!!!!" It's so easy to please Simeon as long as there is a train involved.
The library is the only other place Simeon really likes to go because he'll check out Thomas the Tank Engine books, or any other books with a train on it. He also knows that T stands for Train, so that's good. I wonder how easy it would be to teach him to read with trains somehow. Hmmm...
On a side note, we live a mile away from the John Deere dealership. As we pass it on our way to town he will notice the combines and other machinery in their yard. Then he'll just say "Wook! Toys!!!" Yeah, very expensive big boy toys.
The life of a four year old. What would it be like?
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