Many years ago, Grandma and Grandpa B thought it would be fun to take the whole family to Disneyland. Then they realized that was an insane idea, with 5 adult kids (plus spouses) and grandkids of varying ages. By the time the youngest ones were old enough to appreciate it, the oldest ones would be too old for the magic. So they opted to take each family on their own. This year was our turn.
Let me begin by saying that this vacation was everything I had hoped it would be. The girls were the absolute perfect age to appreciate Disney. They still believe in magic, but they also are tall enough to go on all the rides. No one needs naps anymore, and we can now reason with our hungry children instead of watching them fall apart before our very eyes when there is no food rightthisverysecond. I think the only thing they did not love, and probably weren't prepared for, was waiting in lines. By the end of day 1, Julia was falling apart due to all the lines. But by day 3, they had adjusted, and a 20 minute line didn't sound so bad.
If you know one thing about me, it's that I don't take a lot of pictures. Disneyland was no exception to this. But I did take a few, so let's look through them, shall we?
These Minnie ears made my heart happy the whole trip. They were sent in the mail by Grandma and Grandpa before the trip, and Ella repeatedly reminded us that we had to pack them along. They got a lot of wear in the park, and no one lost them, which is a miracle.
This shot was orchestrated by Julia. I call it Lady and the Churro.
And, of course, adventures in Toon Town. We went on the Roger Rabbit ride, and tried to explain who Roger Rabbit is to the girls. The more I tried to explain it, the more I realized that show is weird. It's on Netflix, but...maybe I'll pass.