This year, Henry loved seeing the restored train cars in the museum garages (sheds?). He walked through every open exhibit. There was a very long train with car after car of sleepers and dining sections. Henry walked through it with Grandpa while I watched a sleeping Liam in the stroller. An hour later, Henry begged to go again. He took my hand, walked and talked me through the entire train. Just like a little tour guide. It was priceless! The entire day was wonderful, but this is the memory I will cherish the most.