Disneyland

Speaking of going back.....Karen and I had all kinds of schemes. We got Disney season passes last Spring. We had all kinds of plans, unfortunately that ditty about best laid plans blah blah blah reared its ugly head. She and the kids and Randy flew in from Virginia. We planned one day to go to Disneyland...and it actually happened! Karen and I and the little boys drove in one car and Lon and Randy drove in the other. I guess we were short sighted in giving up the van.
We got into Anaheim and checked into our hotel right across the street from Disneyland. Walking distance. Sure. But if you are going to walk around Disneyland for 12 plus hours the walk to Disneyland was really insignificant.
We got there just as they started setting off fireworks. Since we were on the eighth floor the explosions were really loud. Multiple car alarms went off and we enjoyed the show.
The park opened at nine, so true to form we were there at 8:30. One very fun thing about going with Karen and the little boys is that she (and I) have absolutely no shame or reservations when it comes to getting the kids excited. Yes, once in a while we get and odd look or two, but what's the use of going to the happiest place on earth if you're going to be serious and boring?
We always start off in Fantasyland--Dumbo to be exact. One year old Tyler loved the ride. He had a huge smile and was very reluctant to move to the next line. We moved on to Casey Jr. train ride and of course sang along with great enthusiasm. Lon and Randy didn't join in, and had the good grace not to pretend to know us. Karen couldn't go on the Teacups, but Grandpa and I went with the boys after warning them not to spin up. With big grins they readily agreed and spun us as fast as they could while we screamed away! And so the day went.
We love Disneyland!