The Polar Express
Chris Van Allsburg, Author
This is how our family (Waddles, Trujillos, Pfeifles, Moomps) spend a Saturday afternoon/evening. The excitement was palpable, breathing life into itself, taking on the joy of the season. I myself couldn't wait. This wasn't a trip for non-believers, the Big Guy was watching!
As we walked into the station I was truly mesmorized at the detail and conviction the fine folks working at the museum provided to the imagination of all the passangers from 1 to 92. Follow our family in our pictorial story of how we road to the North Pole. Enjoy!
Honorary Cabin Attendant, Mr. Scott
What a gorgeous family!
Another gorgeous family!
Look at me MA!
Dad and son sharing a cookie. Looks just like his daddy.
Piped over the speakers, to our pleasure the reading of the Polar Express.
Are we there yet? Do you see him? Was that bells I hear?
We took the wrong rail, but the very capable engineer got us back on track! LOL
Could it be? Is that the Big Man? Are we here? Whoa, wait a minute, no one said anything about a list. Quick, think, think, naughty or nice? Abbazabba know where she stands, she confidently states she is on the naughty list. Ok, so where do I go from here? IF she KNOWS she is on the naughty list at 3 what happens at 13?