A day at disneyland

So McCall and I decided around 4 p.m. that we'd drive to Disneyland--that night. We drove from 9:30 pm - 2 a.m. so the kiddies would be asleep (and our plan worked)! Perfect weather, short lines, and the kids LOVED the rides (it's now a new word for Cash: "ride!") and Bria would cry every time a ride ended. Bria's fave ride was probably Winnie the Pooh (rode it 3 times in a row) and Cash loved the Jungle Cruise, although he did squirm unhappily in Pirates. Bria lost and found her shoe twice since she has a Cinderella-fetish with shoe-removal; once a kind soul replaced the shoe on a nearby Tomorrowland garbage can; on the other occasion the shoe was unceremoniously thrown from a Haunted Mansion doom buggy right before the corpse bride (luckily a helpful manager retrieved it and in recompense put first in line on Peter Pan).

We had a great day. Then we drove home again that night: 9-1. Needless to say, we're all a bit hungover today!



Why buy the $10 mickey ears when you can just take pictures in them?




Gotta getta turkey leg. MMmmmm...

Exhausted.