This and That

As I downloaded pictures of Disneyland, I noticed that I still had quite a few pictures that I wanted to post. Many things have happened which is very interesting in light of the fact that I feel like I never do anything.

March 30th: Nicolas' Kindergarten Progam

. . . in which he decided that he hates headbands.


April 6th: St. George

. . . where Jackson discovered sand and we took pictures that look identical to pictures we already have. I also discovered that it's impossible to take bad pictures with such a perfect subject. What does that say about all the bads pictures of me?






April 7th: Apapa's Funeral

. . . . where I discovered that it is really awkward to take pictures at funerals. Pictures just feel too jovial. Sorry if I appeared cavalier to everyone.


April 24th: Tulip Festival

. . . where I used my season pass for the first time. Good investment.

April 24th: Thanksgiving Point Half Marathon

. . . in which I managed to average under nine minute miles--if just barely. Baby steps.

May 2nd: Alisa's Fouth Birthday

. . . in which I discovered that frosting consistency makes a big difference. That's why I'm not showing you the front.

Disneyland. What . . . . Again?!

I'm crazy, obsessive, compulsive, neurotic about Disneyland. Sure, it makes me tired and cranky. Sure, it makes my kids even more tired and cranky. Sure, we had to drive ten hours straight through. But after last week's trip, I can't help but have happy images in my head of places and things in California. I had so . . . much . . . fun. We had perfect weather, short lines, and my mom to help with the kids. I was quite worried about getting all the kids to sleep in one hotel room. We tried it a few weeks ago in St. George and it wasn't all that succesful. But . . . this time, we wore them out so completely that they were all BEGGING to go to bed. Alisa was asleep before we even got home most nights. Ahhh. Bliss.

Jackson wasn't so crazy about the whole thing at first but then once he realized what we were waiting in line for, it was hard to keep him from jumping the gate to get to the ride. He loved it. So here is a barrage of pictures (not even remotely all of them) in which we take may too many "carousel" shots. By the way, I don't think I had ever ridden the carousel before we started taking our kids. I remember thinking, "Oh my word, who would ride a carousel at Disneyland? They should take that thing out." Ah, my young naive self. It rates as one of my kids favorite rides.


Happy Birthday Alisa!


Traditional photo. The extra people are my mom and brother, David.


Waiting for Dumbo. That rides actually pretty thrilling. If you don't get dizzy at least.

Alisa and her cousin Isabel. She just happened to be there with her family. They love each other.

Carousel

See, more Carousel

Alisa and Isabel

Alisa and Alice

Tigger. Duh.

Look at the motion in those hands. Toontown.

Toontown firetruck.

Three-tiered fire truck?

Uh, more fire truck. (I swear, this isn't even all the pictures.)

Jackson checking out that huge mouth on a car. He must be thinking, "well, wonders never cease."

King Triton's Carousel. Notice they are the only ones on it. Fun times.

Chew Chew Train

Hi Mickey!

More Carousel. Are you kidding. See how Jackson is petting the horse now. Not trying to get off.

Yes, six year olds like the Carousel too.

Pixar Play Parade. Big Hit.

"I love you, big scary monster."

Big Wheel on the S.S. Rustworthy.

We've never had a picture here before. By the way, I am never wearing this outfit again. How unflattering.

We spent our last day at the beach (yes, pretty chilly) and at my Grandma's house in Anaheim.

One . . .

Two . . .

Three!