Whether it is an airplane or trains, the boy LOVES his "boy" toys. We were driving the other day near the busiest Canadian airport with planes landing and taking off every couple of minutes. He sat looking out the back window giggling and asking for more. When he couldn't see anymore, he would ask me where they were and I would respond "in the sky" He would look and look and when he couldn't see any he would telling me they were hiding!
A friend graciously donated a train table to us. I CAN NOT tear him away.....he sits there, moving the trains and cars back and forth, back and forth....laughing......such a boy.