So, for five days, four nights, we basically tortured our child for her birthday:
|She wouldn't wake up on morning #2|
|She slept any chance she got|
|The least he could do is put on some pants|
|We made sure to hide the bacon|
when Piglet came around
|We got caught in cannonball crossfire|
|Lammie got put in jail|
To which I responded, "Will you be changing into a plaid skirt and knee highs?" (Rawr.)
More than four months after our whirlwind Disney Adventure, we're still talking about it in the DKL household. Peanut still asks when we're going back. Good question, Peanut. How about getting a job and pitching in some coin? (We just keep saying "soon.") We'll see how long that works.
((DISCLAIMER: This is the third in my summer series of "retrospective" list posts. If you haven't guessed already, this week's topic is our trip to Disney World.))
What the Hell Was I Thinking?"
Queen of the Guilt Trip."
The Princesses and the Peanut Gallery."
The Splash Mountain Double Meltdown."
A Difference of Opinion."
20 Things I Wish I Knew Before I Went to Disney."
To catch up on my other summer Monday retrospective lists: this one is about Christmas and this one is about My Director.