Ever since our dating days, I can remember my husband (then boyfriend) talking about the train garden he had as a child. His eyes would light up as he would describe it to me in detail. Down to the arrangement of houses around it, to the salt they used to pour to look like snow, to the fake brick paper that lined the table it rested on. I'd say it's one of, if not THE greatest memories he has of his childhood Christmases. He'd spend hours just sitting in front of it, watching the trains zoom by. Every year at Christmas, he reminisces about it, and how much he's looking forward to creating these same memories with our kids. For the past 5 Christmases, we've had at least one very small munchkin crawling around the place, and a train garden was definitely not feasible...until now.
This is the very first year we have kids old enough to handle having a train garden in the house without worrying they're going to destroy it, and so we went for it. This has been 100% Paul's project. He's been like a little kid with all the details - it's been quite fun to sit back and watch. He spent some nights doing a little googlin' to try and find the right trains. Then he spent some hours working on the right table. Then he spent some more time setting up the houses around it. And now...I have to say, it's been worth every minute and every penny spent.
Let me backtrack a little and show you how this labor of love began...
Once our exciting train package arrived, Paul set up the track to see how large it was. (And because our kids spotted the box and were DYING to test it out - or was that Paul who was more excited? Yep. I'd say Paul). Then he brought home a large piece of plywood from a scrap pile at work that would serve as our table. He picked up some 2x1s and mitered the edges, to give the wood a lip. He used a little liquid nails on it, then clamped them into place while that dried.
And our very first Train Garden is complete!
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