A day riding trains

I'm back from the conventions. Finally. I can't believe I left my three boys for so long. Somehow, they survived. Imagine that.

I've now cleansed myself from all the dirty political rhetoric and am back groovin' with my little guys.

Here's the first thing the boys did after I left: take a ride on an old-fashioned steam train. The boys rode in the red caboose. (Didn't they get rid of those things decades ago?)