The Christmas Express

I'd seen this idea on Pinterest, and thought -- its easy, cheap & fun - let's try it out! So last week, Jason and I came up with a game plan, and surprised the kids. I had the tickets printed, and snuck them up under their covers.

We covertly put them to bed at 7:45...and they were not happy. It was a kicking, screaming, sobbing trip to bed. Jason and I just grinned...

He led them upstairs and read to them in our bed, while I popped popcorn and made hot chocolate. I got on my coat & shoes, and snuck up the stairs just as they were finishing their books. Again a fight to go to bed, but then...wait, what's this?

You should have seen their eyes when they asked "When will we go?" and Jason said, "How about right now?" :)

Then downstairs to find more surprises...

A ticket puncher too -- just like the Polar Express...

No shoes required!

We loaded up, Keaton too -- then headed down to Battle Ground to see the lights!

Such a fun evening! It was a beautiful full moon too! Back home, and right back to bed....after all, it was a school night! :)

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