The Happiest Place on Earth

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The Happiest Place on Earth

Actually, he did great considering we went from 9AM and got back to our car at 1AM, a fun filled.  16 hours later.

I am sorry I didn't get a chance to post while we were away.  I know the three people who read my blog regularly were on pins and needles.  I would have mentioned that we were leaving town, but it is a well documented fact that cat burglars lurk on the blogs of homemakers waiting for such announcements.

So, now we are back. 

I can't wait to tell you all about Disneyland with a broken toe.

I can't wait to tell you about Thanksgiving in Vegas (those showgirls make fab gravy).

I can't wait to tell you about how wonderful Melissa  (my own personal Vegas showgirl) made me feel as we created an allergen free extravaganza so that I could enjoy the holiday.

I can't wait to tell you about the 11 1/2 hour trip back home with five cranky kids.  At least no one threw up all the way home (Oh, darn, I just gave away the spoiler of our drive down!).

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Sadly, I must... wait, that is.  I have to get us unpacked, groceries re-stocked, and brain switched to December mode (insert scream heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere!).

But, just so I don't leave you wanting, here is a little listen into my living room right now:

Tessa (singing): Yo ho!  Yo ho,

a pirate submarine!