Oh Happy Day

We had quite the day yesterday. It started off with the four of us going to A Day Out With Thomas the Train at our local railroad museum. I know you're absolutely dying to see photographic evidence of our train-filled experience, so here it is.

Nora on the train ride. As you can see, she's thrilled.

She perked up, though, and did a little Thomas dance.

Tate dug the train ride right from the start.

Tate with Sir Topham Hat. Nora took one look at the inflated man/giant-mole-baby-with a top-hat and burst into panicked tears. Can't say I blame her.

Looking at this picture, I think it may be time to cut my hair. Or perhaps just, you know...brush it.

Tate doing a happy dance.

It was a fun day. The kids had a good time, we got to dine on hamburgers that tasted like sawdust dipped in ashes (guess Thomas isn't much of a culinary artiste), and we got to see lots of whiny little kids acting much brattier than ours. That's the best way to make yourself feel like a somewhat successful parent.

ALSO....big news. Big, big news, people. You know how we had Urination Celebration 2009 a couple months ago? Well, that's old news. Yesterday, we moved into the big time. Defecation Celebration 2009. Ohhhh, yeah. We were a'singing from the rooftops. We all felt like this:

It was another major day in our house. I was about to call the news stations, but then I realized they'd probably be a little busy preparing for Obama's visit to Green Bay. Although, really...who cares about that??? My kid POOPED.