It really is magical. I was telling my husband that Disneyland is just as exciting for me at age 28 as it has been at age 4, 10, or 15. It was even more incredible to get to see my children as they wandered through the wonder that is Disney.
This kid took not one nap in 30 hours.
We were so happy to find the little Winnie the Pooh ride around dinnertime on Friday.
This one was so, so, so, so proud of his birthday button. This is the requested "official" picture of the button. Everyone kept calling out, "Happy Birthday, Jackson!" I've never seen my little introvert so happy to be randomly social.
Our entire trip was a gift from Aunt Jessie. She is the best aunt. ever.
Roman is 13 months and we finally have a family picture. Sort of. We took it ourselves. But it might just be our Christmas card. These things don't happen very often.
A life-sized Lightening McQueen?! Could this trip get any better? Note the smile of pure contentedness on the birthday boy.
Our tired bodies won't be able to handle that trip for another 5 years, but it was super fun. I'm going to bed now.