25 February 2010

When I grow up...

I want to be a train driver...

This is the most ridiculous thing to have bought Flynn for his birthday (and we did it! can't blame anyone else this time!), an inflatable, ball pit, train. And he LOVES it! Molly loves it, everyone loves it - except us!

It is huge, gaudy, squeaky, smelly (think, new car, plastic smell, all through the house), and here to stay. Must remember to think before I buy next time...

But look at that face! It's so worth it.

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