We went to Disneyland Monday and came home last night. We took our toy hauler and parked it at a local campground for both nights. It was a tight squeeze with eleven people one night and ten the next, but it served its purpose.
We started out Monday night by going to Knott's Berry Farm for dinner at Mrs. Knott's Restaurant. Pretty yummy! Of course we couldn't just stand in line and go unnoticed. Adah dropped her bottle and when it hit the tile the lid came off, causing formula to go all over the floor and onto the men's shirts in front of us. I apologized profusely and they were very kind about it.
We went to Disneyland and it was an instant madhouse. We walked in right when the parade was starting and we got caught in the whole cattle shuffle with a double stroller and eleven of us to manuever through the hoards of people. We did it though! Steve didn't kill anyone; he clipped a few heels when people insisted on jumping in front of him and then stopping, but he came out of it with his patience in tact. He and I ended up walking back to the campground with the girls since Jared was there with everyone else. He drove the van back to the campground about midnight.
Tuesday and Wednesday were fun, glorious, exhilirating, exasperating, patience-wearing days. There were so many people there it wasn't even fun at some points. Anna loved Dumbo, but cried on the carousel. Adah just took it all in; as long as she was close to mommy or daddy she was fine. Joel had a perfect birthday complete with a birthday pin. A nice employee gave the girls First Time Visitor pins to make their trip special. Joel was able to visit with Santa and have his picture taken. We didn't even go there with the girls since we didn't want a screamfest to take place. Steve just strolled them around outside.
We decided to head home last night instead of today. We were all pretty beat and tired of looking at other people. Nothing like your own bed at the end of a long day.
