On Wednesday, Aunt Carole and I took Helena and Logan to Roadside America. Logan loves trains and I thought Helena might enjoy it as well. Kids are funny. We left at 11 am and the kids didn't really speak much to each other on the way down; it had been a while since they had seen each other. One McDonald's Happy Meal and a visit to Roadside America, and the kids didn't stop chattering all the way home!
Roadside America is a warehouse of a miniature town. Around our part of Pennsylvania we call this a "putz"--a representation of our lives that we would put around our Christmas tree (complete with train). This one takes the cake though...it is huge! Includes everything you could imagine---including an airport, all sides of industry, numerous trains (and trolleys), farmland and village are represented: