So, we checked out some books today. Creed loves trains. LOVES trains. He can talk about trains all day. While I was looking for a specific reader for Callie, I saw a train book out of the corner of my eye and handed it to Creed. "Hey buddy, you want to get this one." "ooohhhh trains" was the response and it went into the bag. We got our books and went out to the field for Callie to finish up T-ball, and Creed would not go play on the playground (not like he usually wants to anyway, but I try and make him), he wanted me to read him the train book. So, we sit and read "The Caboose Who Got Loose".
It's a fairly lenghty book for his attention span, but he was very attentive. The book, however, had an inherant flaw for Creed, because the Caboose was not happy to be a part of the train and wanted to be something else....and well, Creed can't imagine not wanting to be a part of a train. Eventually something happens and the coupling bolt on the caboose breaks and the caboose goes flying off the track, and gets stuck between two trees. The caboose is so happy to be off the train and she has a great view on the mountain. People come looking for her, but they don't expect her to be in the trees so they don't find her...and thus ends the book with the happy little caboose living with some squirels and birds in the trees.
I noticed he was really, really sober. I had tried to ask him questions about some of the pictures during the story, but he wasn't really answering. So I got to the end, and looked over, and my Creed was crying. Oh my goodness, he was bawling. "no, no, no, no, no! She has to get back to the train". He was heart broken. Tears were pouring. That little caboose belonged on that train. She was stuck in trees, and no one came to get her. It didn't matter to him one bit that she was happier now, or that she didn't like being a caboose. We went over that several times. For two hours he was teary and could not accept the author's ending to the book. I tried to change the subject. It wasn't happening. He was inconsolable. It was nuts. We got home and he was still crying. I had Eric read the book again with him, and show him how happy the train was to be free. No. No. NO.
Well, I finally found a remedy to our situation. I showed him how to start at the back of the book, and go back to the front where she was back on the train. Everything was fine after that. (are you kidding me??) I am still shaking my head.