Abby spying on Princess Ariel. The line to meet the princesses was so long and slow, that I took her around the back to the exit while Brandon stayed in line with all the little girls.
Two little Mouseketeers on their way into the Magic Kingdom. Notice the banner says "Celebrate Today!" It was a command to celebrate and we obeyed.
On our shuttle ride from our car to the park. Abby was super jazzed and so were we. Taking a kid to Disneyland is awesome!
We stopped to smell the flowers.

Our hotel. We loved it. It was so modern (which is my thing lately). And, every time there is a free breakfast I fall in love with a hotel. Not like one stale donut and a box of Frosted Flakes breakfast...but like BREAKFAST. It happens to be my favorite meal of all times and I never leave myself enough time to eat anything but cereal. Oh, and don't worry, that shirt of Brandon's was left behind in the Hyatt's trash can. You can't tell from this picture, but it's basically a badly laundered belly shirt.

Carousel. This is the same ride that Brandon, when Abigail's age, broke free from his parents to ride for hours. His poor parents had lost him and he was playing cowboy.

Small World boats. Love it! It's so culturally sensitive!

The lovely (and I believe Hispanic with a spray-on tan) Princess Jasmine and Princess Abigail.

Princess Sleeping Beauty signing Abby's WAY over priced but COMPLETELY worth it autograph book.

This Snow White was a class act. She was completely believable and even got my super-shy daughter to say, "My name is Princess Abby and I have seen you on a movie."

We stayed from 9am-10pm. The last firework went off and literally half a minute later Abby fell into a coma. We got back to our hotel and declared that as an entire family we have never smelled so bad in all of our lives. We were ripe after a full 13 hours of sweaty, theme park fun!
Our hotel. We loved it. It was so modern (which is my thing lately). And, every time there is a free breakfast I fall in love with a hotel. Not like one stale donut and a box of Frosted Flakes breakfast...but like BREAKFAST. It happens to be my favorite meal of all times and I never leave myself enough time to eat anything but cereal. Oh, and don't worry, that shirt of Brandon's was left behind in the Hyatt's trash can. You can't tell from this picture, but it's basically a badly laundered belly shirt.
Carousel. This is the same ride that Brandon, when Abigail's age, broke free from his parents to ride for hours. His poor parents had lost him and he was playing cowboy.
Small World boats. Love it! It's so culturally sensitive!
The lovely (and I believe Hispanic with a spray-on tan) Princess Jasmine and Princess Abigail.
Princess Sleeping Beauty signing Abby's WAY over priced but COMPLETELY worth it autograph book.
This Snow White was a class act. She was completely believable and even got my super-shy daughter to say, "My name is Princess Abby and I have seen you on a movie."
We stayed from 9am-10pm. The last firework went off and literally half a minute later Abby fell into a coma. We got back to our hotel and declared that as an entire family we have never smelled so bad in all of our lives. We were ripe after a full 13 hours of sweaty, theme park fun!







