Epcot with a two year old and a four year old is a lot of fun. If there’s only one of you, it’s actually better than the Magic Kingdom. All the appropriate rides at Epcot can handle three people in one car, whereas Magic Kingdom has rides that the two year old can’t ride and the four year old desperately wants to.

In this case, we had done the attractions at the front of the park and walked our way about half way around the lands. Both boys were tired, but as we approached the miniature trains in Germany, they perked up. They love trains.

If you haven’t been there, the Germany exhibit at Epcot has an outdoor model train set up just off the main walkway. It’s a really big setup, with a walking bridge going over the top. You walk on the bridge and look down at the trains and model landscaping (mountains, farms, rivers, etc.) below.

I walked back and forth with them for a little while, and then went around to the front and leaned on the railing so I could watch them and relax. The bridge is short enough that you can see the entire thing – and easily run to either end. It’s a neat chance to let the kids be “on their own”.

After 10 minutes or so, they slowed down and eventually stopped. The kids, not the trains. They settled themselves directly over where the trains go under the bridge, leaned against the railing and stared down. Barely able to keep their eyes open, but still fascinated by what they were seeing, they were a classic image of kids at Disney. Of course, their themed hats (Winnie the Pooh and Tigger) helped too.

They stood there like that for what seemed a long time, with me standing on the main path and watching them. Other tourists were there too, of course. In fact, I was part of a small ever-changing crowd of adults that would stop, look at the trains, and then continue on their way.

Finally, something broke the kids’ out of their trance and they both ran to look at another part of the trains. A few of the people around me gasped, and one chuckled.

“Thought they were statues, didn’t you?” He said.

An embarrassed looking woman answered him, “Well, with the hats and all…” she shrugged.

“I’ve been standing here trying to figure it out myself.” He said.

Someone else laughed and chimed in. “It seems like something Disney would do.”

Or me, I thought. Or me.