Snowflake Princess: December 2009

The Polar Express was actually my second train ride, my first ride was in a snow storm with my Papa in December of 2008. It was from Vancouver, Washington to Wishram, Washington.

Papa had come to take care of me while my mommy was recovering from surgery. While he was staying with us there was a huge snow storm, the gorge freeways to The Dalles were closed so he had to stay 8 whole days instead of the 2 he had planned on.

We had fun - a couple of those days there was no school because of the storm so Papa and I got to spend the day together and we made my first Gingerbread House (see below).

Papa wanted to get home - he missed my Nana and decided to ride the train home- even the train was too full the first day he tried to leave so he had to wait, by the time the train had a couple of seats I was out of school for the Christmas holiday and we both took off on a fun adventure to The Dalles on the train, it was a couple of days before Christmas. The two hour trip turned into a 4 hour trip and we waited for hours to board the train. Once we got on the train the conductor told everyone there was a special treat for everyone, Papa and I went to the lounge to find our treat - it was a huge Subway sandwich for each person on the train - boy was I hungry after the long wait - it tasted really good!

This time the train ride was just for fun - my cousin Abigail (Abby) and I rode it with Nana and Papa. We got to sing Christmas Carols, drink hot cocoa, eat Gingersnap cookies (not as good as my Nana's though), and we got to see Santa and sit on his lap and tell him what we wanted for Christmas. Here are some pictures...