Hundreds of dollars later, and you know what I realize? I enjoy driving in the car, jamming out to AC/DC with my family just as much as I enjoy Disneyland with them. And I'm quick to admit that I LOVE Disneyland. But the older I get, the more I realize that the price of an experience doesn't necessarily make for a better memory. Watching my little family dance and laugh while stuck in a minivan together, those are moments that give my heart the warm and fuzzies! But let me be clear... Disneyland was a BLAST. We just got back from a busy and extremely fun trip to Southern California. We visited friends, met our DS buddies that we've followed via Instagram for years now (felt like meeting celebrities ;) ), went to the beach twice, swam until my kids were prunes and spent three days jamming every ride possible at Disneyland in. It was a week full of memory-making moments! But I can honestly say that I enjoyed breathing in the salty air and chasing Welles around (with his mouth full of sand) just as much as paying a million dollars for churros and riding Dumbo. Maybe even more. Don't get me wrong! I think Disneyland is more magical for me than it is for Scarlett, but those simple memories are kind of my favorite. And when we asked Scarlett what her favorite part of the trip was, she replied "playing at McDonald's with my cousins!" Oh, the lessons kids teach us.
I wasn't ready to come back to the daily grind, and I already have the itch to go on another little adventure with my crew!
I usually am too lazy to caption pics, but for the sake of my journaling, here I go...