Man-show turned two on Saturday. Two!!
Berry very seriously helped me organise a little Thomas The Train-themed party for him. In the process, I forced myself to start saying Thomas the Train instead of Thomas The Tank Engine, which is what I grew up with.
Our out-of-town guests were Grandpa, Tine, cousin Parker and Woof-Woof (the dog; not his real name) and Man-show was beside himself with excitement despite being woefully sick with a ferocious cold.
"Oh my DOSH!" he shouted when he opened his Handy Manny laptop. "OH MY DOSH!"
It was all pretty marvellous, really.
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What? WHAT?! What have they done to the Tank Engine??
ReplyDeleteThomas the TRAIN! What the.. Always be Thomas the Tank Engine to me.
ReplyDeleteI KNOW! I'm appalled too. It's hard to maintain the indignation daily, though. But still... ugh.
ReplyDeleteOh my dosh, Thomas the Train? More logical, I guess. Happy birthday to the little man, two already?!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a marvelous cake! Hard to believe he's two already tho. Wow!
ReplyDeleteIt is kind of hard to believe! Although the other day a friend said, "Wow, it doesn't seem like two years!" and I said YES.IT.DOES.
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