Perspective on trains

Jack has recently discovered trains. They are featured prominently in several of the books he loves to read, and he likes to "chug" his body and pump his arm as if he's "choo-choo"-ing a whistle. We hear them from our house, as the railroad tracks run right nearby, but he doesn't get to see them often. Today at the Farmer's Market, however, a cranky Jack forgot his troubles and watched with huge eyes as TWO whole trains ran their course less than a block away. Driving home, I spotted another train several blocks ahead, with a line of cars waiting for it to pass. Any other day, I'd take a turn to avoid waiting for the train (not to mention the inevitable traffic jam afterward). But today? I headed straight toward the train. Pushed on the gas pedal a little more forcefully than usual, as to make sure I got to the train before the caboose sped on by. Jack watched with absolute delight out the front window. And yes, there was a huge traffic jam afterward. But it was all worth it.