Last weekend, Cary and Winnie went to make crafts as a mother-daughter team, so Rush and I decided to go on an adventure of our own. Braving the sub-zero temperatures, we headed to the Missouri Museum of Transportation. Although I haven't been in forever, I was looking forward to going because my Grandpa was very involved and a big part of the Museum before he passed away. Going there seemed like a neat way to connect my son with his great-grandpa.
Since it was freezing, the place was a ghost town, so Rush was given free reign to wander. He was almost as excited to be able to pick up and drop gravel as he was to see trains (each a high level of excitement).
One thing he really loved was running through the tanker car. We will be sure to return when it isn't so cold. There was a lot more to see!
