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We went to the Thomas The Tank Engine show last month because I needed to dwindle my bank account substantially in the shortest amount of time, and Daniel needed to indulge in his love of That Cheery Little Fucker. Also, photo opportunities! Because who doesn't LOVE seeing their kid posed in front of cardboard cutouts of their greatest love?

Daniel is such a sucker for seeing himself on camera though, that the minute I produce any image capturing device, he jumps (you have no idea how descriptively accurate I'm being right now)(but you will) right around behind it to see "DAYOO!". Of course, Dayoo isn't there because he's HERE, behind the camera with a whole lot of NOTHING going on in front of it.









And this next one was uploaded in error, isn't related, but counts for something. HAR.