"I'm Going to Disneyland!!!!"

That's what I felt like shouting all day last Tuesday, because late that morning we decided, spur of the moment, to go to Disneyland. Our friend Raschell called and asked if we wanted to go with her since her husband was going to be out of town all week. She used to be Snow White full-time at Disneyworld, but now only works one week a year so she can keep her "Princess Status". Because she's still an employee she could get three of us in for free and a discount on the one ticket we had to pay for. She also got us discounts on anything we bought in the park. How could you say no to that? I quickly packed stuff up that afternoon and then when I picked Claire and Cole up from school I told them that we were driving to Disneyland RIGHT NOW! Grant was able to come, too so Raschell, the kids and I picked him up after work and drove to California (it's about 5 hrs away) . The next day we spent at the park and had SO MUCH FUN! The weather was beyond gorgeous and there were no lines anywhere. It is the only way to do it. My favorite memory has to be going on Tower of Terror. Both Claire and Cole wanted to go on it to Grant and my utter astonishment. They both were doing pretty well until the ride started to go up. Before the ride starts to drop it plays some creepy music and shows a creepy clip of a movie. As soon as the movie ended, Cole burst out screaming, "AHHHHHH!!!!!" like he was being eaten alive. Everyone on the ride started dying laughing. I had one lady tell me after that she was laughing the whole ride thinking of his little scream. I was proud of them, though, for doing it. Cole didn't ride on anything even remotely scary after that, though!









"Cole! Stop running!"








Waving to Dad on California Screamin':




Mickey danced with me!
















Cole wouldn't pose with any of the princesses or fairies because they were girls.








What a fun day! The next day we swam in the hotel pool, had a quick shopping spree to Tai Pan and then drove home. The funny thing is that Melissa, Grant's sister, was flying in to come visit us that night. We made it to the airport straight from California ten minutes after she had landed! It was so worth it, though. I'm ready to go again tomorrow!