The boys are obsessed with trains. So last Sunday we drove to the Sandy Springs MARTA station. Each boy brought his favorite train toy in hand, and Henry insisted on wearing his conductor hat. Purchasing tickets was just as thrilling as riding the train for the boys. Henry waved to the conductor through the window of the train, and the conductor waved back, which made Henry jump and smile. We rode the train to the Buckhead station and then walked to Starbucks for coffee and cake pops. And then we turned around and rode the train back home. I'm certain it's the longest we've traveled to go to Starbucks. But they say it's about the journey. And they're right.
Sassy Southern girl who still loves the North, too. Wife of 11+ years to a tall, dark, and handsome man. Mama to 3 sweet boys and 1 sweet girl. Hates camping and food touching. Loves high heels, sweet tea, and hosting dinner parties.
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