When my son was small he loved this little train engineer. It was part of a set of little people, but he really had no use for the others. He took the little engineer everywhere, they were inseparable. He really doesn't remember it much now, tossed aside as he grew older, it's magic lost to noisy play trucks and cars. I remember though, sweet baby days, more miracle than magic. 4"X4" Oil on Hardboard Sold
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Sweet little painting, they are alway our babies aren't they.
Hi Delilah,thanks for stopping by!
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