Maya has a thing for trains, so we decided to take her on a short ride on the Metro to Pasadena. We've been talking about it for a couple of days. She was pretty excited.

Gonna buy tickets.


There's the train.
Here we go...

Of course, we had to try on different seats. Good thing it wasn't crowded. This is better.

So I can make weird faces at my kid.
She sat quietly next to daddy, wide-eyed, and absorbed everything.
When you see things through the eyes of a child, you have a greater appreciation of whatever it is.