A conductor stood at the open door of one of the cars. With my pajamas I ran up to him. "All aboard," the conductor cried out. "Well," he said, "are you coming?" "Where?" I asked "Why, to the North Pole of course,"was his answer.
"This is the Polar Express." Sarah took his outstretched hand and he pulled here aboard.
The train was filled with other children, all in their pajamas and nightgowns. They sang Christmas carols and ate candies and drank hot cocoa.
As the Polar Express raced northward, you can imagine what the children saw. Lights of nearby towns and villages flickering in the distances.
As the children's tummies were filled with the warmth of hot cocoa, the conductor read them a little known story called the "Polar Express."
"Look," shouted on of the children, "the elves." Outside we saw tons of elves. Silver bells were ringing. It was a magical sound. Across the circle, the elves moved apart and one picked up Porter.
And Santa Claus appeared! The elves cheered wildly. He marched over to us. Taking us all one by one, we sat on his knee as he asked, "Now , what would you like for Christmas?"
Lydia knew she could have just one gift it would be a baking set.
What she wanted more than anything would be sidewalk roller skates.
A clock struck midnight as the elves roared their approval, Santa disappeared in the cold dark sky.
As Lydia and Sarah ended their adventure on the Polar Express, the conductor wanted to capture this moment with a photo.
Far in the distance you may see the sign of the North Pole.
This is as close to Santa as Porter will get.
Polar Express Day is nothing without making a Pajama Girl. Half the children are making Pajama Girls/Boys.
And the other half are listening to stories and eating candy canes.
Porter loves going to Rainbow School with me. Everything is his size. While I am doing the dishes, he is happily munching on a bagel with cream cheese.
I turning around and Miss Monica gave him his first orange. You cant tell by his face at this moment, but he ate both and loved it.
Porter too was happy to have a ticket and ride the Polar Express.
"Look," shouted on of the children, "the elves." Outside we saw tons of elves. Silver bells were ringing. It was a magical sound. Across the circle, the elves moved apart and one picked up Porter.
And Santa Claus appeared! The elves cheered wildly. He marched over to us. Taking us all one by one, we sat on his knee as he asked, "Now , what would you like for Christmas?"
Lydia knew she could have just one gift it would be a baking set.What she wanted more than anything would be sidewalk roller skates.
A clock struck midnight as the elves roared their approval, Santa disappeared in the cold dark sky.
As Lydia and Sarah ended their adventure on the Polar Express, the conductor wanted to capture this moment with a photo.
Far in the distance you may see the sign of the North Pole.
This is as close to Santa as Porter will get.Polar Express Day is nothing without making a Pajama Girl. Half the children are making Pajama Girls/Boys.
And the other half are listening to stories and eating candy canes.
Porter loves going to Rainbow School with me. Everything is his size. While I am doing the dishes, he is happily munching on a bagel with cream cheese.
I turning around and Miss Monica gave him his first orange. You cant tell by his face at this moment, but he ate both and loved it.
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