This summer we went to Disneyland. All of my sisters we able to join us there, and we stayed together in a house which was about a ten minute walk to the trams that took us to the front gate. I don't even know what to say about this trip. It was just so, so fun.
Dumbo was a big hit, especially with the youngest two.
The first thing we did when we got to the park was Space Mountain, and Henry... was not a fan. It was probably not the right first ride for him, and he was nervous about trying new rides for the rest of the time we were there. In fact he threw many screaming fits and refused to go on anything that he couldn't see from the line. He loved the teacups, though. I think he rode on this one at least six times.
Ivan was willing to try everything, and loved it all. He would have ridden on the Winnie the Pooh ride all day if we had let him.
The older kids wanted to do everything. Twice. I think they had a pretty good time.
But how could they not, with all their amazing aunts there?! Seriously, everybody who goes to Disneyland should bring their sisters with them.
We were there for a week, and most days we came home completely exhausted, but I think it was worth it.
We also got to see the ocean! I miss the Pacific.
This blog post is such a lame representation of an incredible trip, but it's all I have time for right now, so you're welcome.
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