It's all gotta go somewhere

Crossing Gate

Every day (and sometimes, several times a day), we play “Crossing Gate,” a game in which D moves his trains around on their tracks, then makes them wait while the cars (“lined up!”) cross safely at the crossing gate. Often the cars get shepherded into their “sheds”-either underneath the couch (“bed”) or under a bookshelf. If they had the misfortune of wandering (or being shoved) under the couch, we often have to fetch D’s child-sized broom (“boom”) to fish them out.

What fun we have!

Here is a sample of our game, in two parts.

Part I

Part II


  1. Grandma Sherry

    The gates go down, the big truck can’t make it through. That’s the same truck that threatened to cross the track and hit the train. OH NO!

  2. Grandma Bubba

    Gosh, he is very detailed in his independent play! He has a whole book going on up there in his head. Cool.

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