And call us immature, but Chris and I can’t help but get the giggles when we are reading or watching it with her and Thomas’ whistle comes up.
I know, I know, the writers are British, and across the pond, cookies are biscuits and bathrooms are loos. But seriously – how many times can you use the word “toot” and not expect us to laugh?
“Thomas tooted with joy!!!”
“Thomas tooted and he tooted and he tooted some more, but he just couldn’t work up any steam.”
“Thomas saw Percy coming around the bend, so he worked up all of his energy and tooted as loudly as he could at him to warn him of the danger ahead!”
Obviously, Thomas has an issue with flatulence.
But Thomas has been around a while now and is getting old, and sometimes, those sorts of problems turn into much bigger ones.
We were over at my parent’s house, and they had a Thomas book I’ve never seen before. When Mom read this next page, I had to stop the story-telling and ask if she had just made that up. I seriously could not believe my eyes when I saw this one:
Oh, Thomas. Lucky for you, the Knapford Station Gift Shop sells Tank-Engine-Sized Depends.
Maybe they could help you with that problem at the
crap scrap yard?