We have been busier than I like. To compensate, Nate and I fell asleep on the couch after tucking the kids in at 7:30. I didn't wake up until 6 AM. I think my body was telling me it needed a break. I remember a conversation I had with a dear friend a year ago and we both agreed that if we could just get through this season, things would slow down. But they don't slow down, right? We pile on more.
We took our big kids to Disneyland this weekend and the frantic pace of the "happiest place on earth" was crazy to me. We had fun, and we saw maybe 1/8 of the park. We walked at their pace. We stopped for water and ice cream (A LOT), we rode It's a Small World a billion times because that was Claire's favorite. We took pictures with princesses and hugged Mickey and Minnie.
Their favorite part of the trip? Milkshakes in the hotel room and hanging out on the beach. They don't need amusement parks, they need us. The best parts of our trip didn't get photographed: Everett rolling in the sand and Claire building sandcastles with her hands.
I'm glad we went. I'll post pictures of our adventure soon.