Disneyland

There must have been a million people at Disneyland last Tuesday. It felt like it. I know, I know, spring break, our fault.

I found out today that one of Max's good friends was there with his family the same day -- it would have been nice for them to keep each other company in the long lines. And we randomly met people who used to live in our neighborhood while chatting on the Tram. Thank goodness for my free media passes (I get four a year if I request them) or I would have felt a little peeved to spend all that money to jostle through crowds just for a few rides.

But we had good fortune. We got there right when it opened, and hopped over to California Adventure right when it opened. We used Fast Passes when we could, and the rider switch for people who have strollers is VERY helpful. The boys were able to ride a few rides twice in a row, once with JB then once with me, thanks to the stroller switch. That was nice after waiting in line for so long.

I had quite a scare. While JB and the boys were on Soarin' Over California, this little runner-climber fell off a chair and smashed his nose. Blood was everywhere. It was awful. My sweet, sweet baby. But a really nice cast member helped me to first aid and he got cleaned up (did you know Hydrogen Pyroxide takes blood out of clothes? True story) and there was no sign of concussion or anything wrong. He already had a cut lip from falling at Legoland. He just is in that run-faster-than-those-little-legs-should-go stage.

Andrew waiting for the boys and me to finish Toy Story Midway Mania, and watching the big roller coaster nearby.

Max holding Flat Stanley for his class project.

Max took this picture of me and JB on Tom Sawyer's Island.

Look who was in JB's arms at the time -- a very sleepy 15-month-old little boy.

Benny liked Splash Mountain more than Max. Can you see JB holding Benny's arms up? They both loved Soarin' Over California and Star Tours and the teacups and Tom Sawyer's island and Pirates. Andrew liked Pirates because it was dark and cool in there.

Mama Cozza's Italian food after our long day. Guy Fieri recommended it.

For 24 hours we thought 200 pictures were gone. Our SD card was bad it turns out. But when we got back Friday night JB found a way online to get almost all of them back.

A few more posts to come -- Knott's Berry Farm, the beach, and hotel pool -- all with pictures we recovered.