The boys received a huge surprise gift today. Bigger than birthdays. Bigger than Christmas.
Grandma hit the Thomas jackpot while thrift store shopping and brought over two giant garbage bags full of Thomas trains and tracks and sheds which she (practically) stole for $10. M.and E. were truly speechless when they saw their loot. It was the perfect stuck-inside-all-winter gift.
Some of the trains were the metal die cast ones, and some were bigger plastic ones that take batteries and move. I got out a screwdriver and an assortment of batteries and got to work with Grandma's help. I got a little stumped trying to figure out how to put the first train back together once I took it apart. In my defense, I had two little people who grabbed all the parts from me before I could take a look at how it's supposed to look. Anyway, before I could put in a new battery in the first of MANY trains M. had something to say.
"Ladies aren't good at fixing trains. Men are good at fixing trains."
My jaw literally fell to the floor. Where did my son get this idea???? Not from us!
To be honest, T. does do most of the fixing stuff around here. And I actually planned on leaving most of the train "fixing" to him when he got home from work. But now I was stuck and had to show my son that ladies CAN fix trains.
So I fixed every last one of those trains with Grandma's help when I got stuck. And they were all different. Did you know you need to clean the spot where the new battery goes sometimes to get it to work properly? Now, I know.
After all this work, I clarified with M. that ladies CAN fix trains and Mommy just proved it.
"Sometimes." he replied unconvinced.