E could hardly wait for December 1st so we could set up the train around the Christmas Tree. Every day after the baby has been put down for a nap, he carefully places the engine and cars on the track and watches, mesmerized, as it circles over and over. Next year, I vow to take him on this. I have a feeling that despite aging a year, he will still think of trains as wondrous and magical. After all, his father has never stopped.