Because Santa Train tickets were going on sale at 9:00 am, and for the first time ever, they were selling them online.
Last year we didn't get to Santa Train ourselves, because they sold out about five people in front of me.
This year, they sold them online, and as soon as the "add to cart" button appeared, four golden tickets were mine. (Turns out the tickets are actually pink...) My vigilance paid off, as they were sold out in FOUR minutes. Nuts.
Anyway, here is our adventure in pictures. Maybe a few captions. Depends on how long my lap can remain ham-thrax kid free. 
Overjoyed. Favorite moment was right then when we started moving. "Mom, We're moving - on a real train! Like real people!". 
Believe it or not, he spent about ten minutes with this face, pouting over the fact that there wasn't going to be a submarine ride next. Apparently he plans on carrying on the "McDaniel's in the Nuclear Navy" tradition. 
I love these boys. More than the zillion times I plan to say it can express. 
Love real beard Santas. I'm currently trying to convince my daddy that he should be a Santa. It would be awesome. I'd feel like Tim Taylor's kid. (Follow that logic...)
The wifey was there too.
Apparently there is someone out there with a bigger head than Kieran.
Looks totally enthused right?
Great way to spend the morning.
Merry Christmas Folks!
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