Finally!!! Disneyland here we come!

Oh, I am so excited. I can hardly contain myself.

Sneaky we are not, but somehow we have pulled this off (so far.)

On Thursday, we will load the monkeys into the car "for school" and head for the airport instead. When questions arise about where we are going, we plan to shrug our shoulders and say, "You'll see!" They have been saving all their change (and ours) in a giant jar for this very purpose for several years, and have no idea it's about to be used.

We will fly to Burbank, rent a car, and drive that afternoon to Anaheim. By then, they will realize where we are going and need sedatives. Not to worry, I'm packing the tranquilizer gun.

Friday will be spent climbing, riding, squealing, eating, running, playing, and gawking at all that is fantastic in Disneyland. I'm especially looking forward to a up-close and personal encounter with a Disneyland Churro.

Saturday is shaping up to be a major letdown, as we will be driving 9 hours to my parent's house, but our good friends, GameBoy, Leapster, fruit snacks, and Dramamine will be there to get us through.

The rest of the trip will include Tate's baptism, (which we've been planning with him, only now it includes his whole extended family. Tee Hee) lots of cousin/aunt/uncle time, playing in actual grass, and not wearing a coat. Help me, Hannah, I don't know if I can take that much joy. (mostly the no-coat part)

I've almost spilled the beans so many times. I am just so excited, I'm afraid it'll just come bursting out.

"Hey, pick up your underwear off the ground."
"Don't sit on the baby."
"Did you do your homework?"
"We're going to DISNEYLAND!!!"

I know, I know, it'll be better if it's a surprise. I'm trying.