One of the toys that I loved when I was small was a Fisher-Price circus train. By the time I got it, it had seen better days. One of the lions was slightly chewed, and the elephant was looking battered and ragged and I don’t think that the monkeys even existed, having no doubt gone off on some monkey adventure and lost to our records.*
So when I was pregnant, I scoured ebay** and found a train. It has been a mostly decorative train thus far, but this last weekend, I pulled the engine down, and gave it to her.
She seemed interested.
I have my suspicions that she really likes the string.
Leo did try to teach her how to blow the whistle.
But I’m not sure it stuck.
Anyway, I think she likes the train.***
And wants to take it with her when she goes places.
Though this is her used car salesman look, and I hope that she isn’t trying to sell anyone the train.
*I’m sure that I’m not remembering which animals were missing and which ones weren’t. But the point is that it was a well-loved train.
**Looked at it once or twice and found the train.
***Proving that she knows what’s good for her and isn’t going to disdain beloved toys. Let’s hope she feels that way about Susan.