Introduction to Disneyland

I don’t even know how we made it happen. It started off as a half-joking invitation from one of my best friends who was planning to take her daughter (and Maxon’s dear friend) back to Disneyland as a last hurrah before their international move. Of course, my knee-jerk reaction was “no” but slowly turned to the reply, “why not?” We could keep it super easy by leaving our too-young, higher-maintenance, second-born children at home with their very capable fathers. We could split a room to reduce lodging costs. And the big kids would have a fabulous time together, as they always do. And so we did.

It was not without several obstacles. The first being a mental one for me. Neither Mike nor I had ever been to Disneyland and Mike and I are very gung-ho about family trips. We have also had our fair share of travel this past year, both as a family and on our own. This was not in the budget and the whole family was not going to be together for what is probably considered a milestone. The second was that we managed to miss our outgoing flight because neither adult was paying attention to the clock or the layout of the concourse. We missed it by mere minutes [insert expletive]. We booked ourselves on another flight and tried to move forward. However, the missed flight had a domino effect and ended up creating a headache for the return flight home [insert at least two expletives]. Luckily, it all got resolved before we even set foot back in the airport. Of course, as we were merrily rolling our way home from the airport, patting ourselves on a well-executed Disney vacation, a tire went flat at 70 mph. Of course it did [expletives: many]. Let’s just say we were able to get roadside assistance not long after we had pulled over and got home safe and sound shortly after.

And we all lived happily ever after.

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Halloween 2014

I actually had a lot of fun doing Halloween this year. Both kids were into the whole costume thing, the weather was fantastic, and it was on a Friday to boot! Granted, Maxon and I had to be up at 5:30am the next morning to head out to this little place called Disneyland… but that’s a whole other story.

The first part of the Halloween festivities was trolling Pearl Street’s Munchkin Masquerade. In short, they invite the entire town of Boulder’s children to trick-or-treat at participating stores and restaurants along 3 city blocks. It’s chaos. Hordes of people, way too many wide strollers, and loads of candy-grubbers, some being adults sending their toddlers into the fray for specific candy. We spent our 30 minutes at the least busy part of the madness and when their purposely-tiny Halloween bags were full, we headed home.

We got home in time to ready the house for potential trick-or-treaters. We live in a kid-friendly area but we don’t usually see very many trick-or-treaters at our house yet we are ready for an onslaught at any time (read: I buy way too much candy. And I only buy what I like. Win-win.) We invited some friends over to trick-or-treat with us and armed with flashlights and glow sticks, we headed out to storm the neighborhood. At least, one block on either side of our house.

I didn’t have to carry a single kid. The children remembered their “trick-or-treats” and “thank yous”. Costumes stayed intact. The flashlights were a hit. Let’s do it again next year!

The aftermath

The aftermath