Sundays are great — nice and lazy. Today is different. I get a bath (which makes sense, since I keep spitting up), but then the real excitement begins. We head out with the car seat stroller (I love that stroller!), and we can’t find a cab. We are in a rush, but I don’t know why until later. We get to a train just about to leave the station and the conductor holds the train for Mommy. Then we ride on the train for an hour. I like being on the train; the vibration makes me sleepy. When we get off the train, Grandpa picks us up and we go to Grandpa and Nana’s house.  Daddy used the video recorder to make a movie, but it hasn’t been digitized yet.