The Polar Express

On Saturday night, we went up to the Heber Valley Railroad for the Polar Express train. We had some trade through my work which is a good thing, because it's REALLY expensive! Anyway, it was a lot of fun. You get hot cocoa and cookies served by elves and chefs in white hats.


They pass out the storybook to everyone and it's told over the loud speaker. Then, everyone sang carols...badly. The Conductor comes by and hole punches each child's ticket.



Mrs. Claus walks down the aisle greeting everyone and gives the parents a recipe for the cookies they served. After about 45 minutes on the train, you get to the North Pole where you can see Santa outside. This is when our car completely freaked out. The kids were out of control. Katie turned to me and said, "Santa's coming. How do I look? How do I look?" You would've thought she was going to meet Bono. I mean, Santa really is a rock star, and better, for a kid. It took some time, but Santa made his way to our car and each kid got a photo op. It was too insane for him to sit with each child, but they all got to meet him and got a silver reindeer bell to take home. I love the book, but I'm not a fan of the movie -- so it was just right for me and of course, Katie had a blast.