We hopped on the Polar Express again this year. Beforehand, we went to see Mrs. Claus at the hotel. She read some stories and gave out cookies. Then it was time to change and head to the train depot. As we were boarding the train, I said his name and the Bobo overheard. He was put out with me and told me never to say his name around him again. Poor guy spent the first half of the ride tied up in knots about the Bobo but once he came by, Josh laughed and laughed. Can't believe this was our 4th year of this fun tradition.