Last Saturday Ivy and her papa awoke bright and early, ready for a father/daughter trip to Tweetsie Railroad. Have you ever seen a more excited face?
Ivy posed outside the train depot...
rode the chairlift up the mountain...
flew an airplane...
captained a ship (she really wanted Papa to ride with her)...
got her face painted...
and became a Native American Princess, complete with headress and trusty steed.Oh, and they rode the Tweetsie Train a few times, too! We have discussed several times, and with several people the reasons that we will never take her to Tweetsie when Thomas the Train makes his annual appearance. Now we know that we don't really have to worry about that... the Tweetsie Train is green and when she saw it she exclaimed, "It's Percy!" Let's be honest...green trains are much cooler than blue trains anyway!







I know the exasperated look in this photo all to well... while I haven't actually looked in the mirror when I'm perturbed, I'm sure I look exactly like this. This morning, one of my last with Ivy before going back to work, I thought she looked so cute and I wanted to take a picture. This is the best out of four that I snapped. Um-hm. Willing subject aside, I am making a vow to you... I will be better at taking pictures in the month of September. (I may not update any more frequently, but I will take more pictures!)

