This was our third year riding the Polar Express steam engine train out of the Texas Railroad Station in Palestine. Although it's a drive into the middle of nowhere, requiring an overnight stay if you want to avoid being on the country highways late at night, it has become one of our favorite holiday traditions.
We've gone with our good friends the Barr family each year, and driving up there together adds to the excitement.
My parents joined us last year, and it was so fun we were glad they could make it again.
On boarding the train you're served cookies and hot chocolate by a staff that dances and sings in the aisles while the Christmas lights along the top of the train sway as the train clacks down the tracks.

While Jonathan and Abby enjoyed fancy drinks and sitting beside their friends at the "kids" table (ah! they're getting so big!!!),
Joshua got in lots of cuddles (and lots of cookies) with his Daddy, Nonnie, and Papa.
Once we reached the North Pole, a sparkling scene of Christmas lights and happy elves outside, Santa boarded our train. David reminded the kids that Santa only comes if you're sleeping, and Abby was careful to keep her eyes tightly closed while waiting!
Santa boarded our train and delivered Christmas Bells to the little passengers.
We rang the bells singing Christmas Carols on the return trip back to the Palestine train station.
And after a late dinner at Applebee's, we crashed at a local hotel for the night. Well... some of us crashed. Joshua was still pretty excited about his first train (and luggage cart) ride!
In the morning we enjoyed a buffet breakfast. The kids went down early with their grandparents while we slept a bit later with Joshua, having spent some quality time with the tot in the wee hours in the morning. Later we all headed down to the indoor pool where David led the kids in an energetic game that seemed to have its roots somewhere in the Lord of the Rings series. Watching them laugh, squeal, and splash around the pool with their Daddy while Joshua splashed on the steps with me was such fun. One of my very greatest joys is watching my kids play with their daddy, alongside the joy of watching two or three of them totally lost in the delight of playing with one another. It simply makes my heart sing.


















































