Friday, March 11, 2011
the happiest place on earth
Tuesday afternoon, we arrived at Disneyland, ready to "Let The Memories Begin!", after what had already been a looong day. We had taken a 6:30 am flight, so you can imagine how early our day had started. To shorten our morning commute to the airport, we stayed the previous night in a hotel in Salt Lake, crammed into one room! The three oldest slept in one bed, choosing to sleep across the bed so they had more room. You can bet they were all thrilled to be so close to each other. The first hour of "bedtime" consisted of Claire climbing all over everyone and being crazy while the other three filled the air with sweet nothings such as "Stop touching me!" and "Get your feet away from me!" Finally, out of desperation, I told them a pioneer story I had recently heard about a family and their trek to the west. Of course, I had to go pretty heavy on the freezing nights out in the cold, without tents and blankets. . . hardly any food. And I just may have mentioned how happy I bet those pioneers would have been to have two whole warm beds for just six people, complete with cozy blankets and a heater. Let's just say the guilt trip worked perfectly and all were sleeping quietly soon after I ended my diatribe. As my brothers used to say, "Pack your bags, Mom's taking us on a guilt trip". Like mother, like daughter I suppose.
The next morning the girls were troopers as we made our way to the airport and through all the long lines. It was sure nice to have a few older helpers this time!
Before we left, the girls decided we'd better paint their nails. Obviously, we had no other choice than to do red with white polka dots. Why? For Minnie Mouse, of course! They were a definite hit, both with the girls and everyone else. My favorite part was when Emmy told me the next day how when she gets her nails painted (it's not a regular thing at our house- eighty fingers and toes take a long time!), she is much more dainty in the way she holds her food and uses her hands. We laughed when she sighed and said, "I don't know what it is, it's just that when I get my nails done, I feel like a new woman!"
Ryenne obviously felt like a new woman with her fancy nails, too.
After getting settled in our new home-away-from-home (two rooms and a kitchen this time: the only way to go with a bunch of little rascals, in my opinion!), we took naps and then headed for the Disneyland. Lots of smiles, excitement, and adventures for the rest of the evening.
And who did we see? Mickey!