Mass Transit Goes Diner

Not wanting a party, being the anti-other-children parents that We are, We opted for a "better" idea: A train ride followed by lunch at a train themed diner for Him and one friend from school. This, as We found out, was a prime example of an idea that looks great on paper, but had unforeseen consequences. The diner is geared toward kids with an eye for trains and parents with an incredible amount of patience. The food is delivered on train-cars to each table or counter seat before the trains chugs away back to the kitchen for another run. This provided just enough entertainment that the He needed prompting to eat, but that was to be expected; what we did not account for were the small train-shaped whistles that topped each cupcake: they were cute, plastic, and deafening. As time passed, the ratio of children to parents grew to roughly 6 to 1 as the shrill sound of the whistles mingled with screams of excitement from the surrounding generation. The walls seemed to close in behind Us when We left and, as the shrieks were silenced by the swing of the door, a sense of relief overcame Us as We walked away, accomplished, without looking back.