The day before the move

The day before we left for Vancouver, Hughston (the "Boo" part of SwedishandBoo) decided he wanted to ride his train in the great room at the Roswell house. Jennifer set it up for him, and he rode it for a long time. Shelton (the "Swedish" part) wanted a turn. Well, our boy did not think it was particularly necessary for him to share his riding train with anyone, but Jennifer managed to cajole him off by saying "We need to share, just like Clifford."

Obviously, it's important to garner life lessons from red dogs the size of a high-school football stadium.

Hughston finally relented and gave up his seat on the train. Seeing his sister enjoy his toy, however, was too much. So, he decided to sacrifice himself rather than allow this travesty.


This may not be readily apparent from the picture, but to the right is Hughston, wrapped up in his trusty Diego blanket, laying on the train tracks, Perils of Pauline style, ready to lay down his very life to prevent Shelton from having a two-minute ride on his train. The look on Shelton's face shows that he has succeeding in thwarting her ability to steal any of his fun.