Weight limits. That was totally the saddest, most logical thing they'd ever heard. The boys turned twin pairs of hazel brown eyes on her in complete unison and pouted with a powerful show of force. Oh yes, they had the pout on their side. Not that she was in charge of tiny train weight limits, but she had been the one to point it out and that had to count for something.
"That's terrible," they both said, looking for all the world like someone had just kicked every puppy in Orange County.
"They should make medium people train rides." Fred said, as if that made any sense.
"Still in malls. We don't actually want to go anywhere," amended George.