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Labor Day Play Day


I suppose if today were Wednesday, and if I participated in "Wordless Wednesday" posts, I wouldn't have to say much about this picture.  Since it is Monday, though, you'll get my commentary.  We normally don't purchase photos, but since we were the only ones in the log, and since we both have appropriate facial expressions (I think this is the first time I've actually kept my eyes open on the drop!), we couldn't pass up the photo.  Youngest daughter chose not to join us on Splash Mountain, instead preferring to ride Pirates of the Carribean. 

While walking throughout the parks today, I kept thinking about my next trip to Disneyland.  I think my dream job (after wife and mom, of course) would be to be a personal tour guide at Disneyland.  I just love being able to help others have fun on their vacations.  Today, for instance, we ended up in line 1 at Indiana Jones, which meant someone in our party would end up "driving" the car.  There was a family with small children in line 2.  We asked if they wanted to trade lines with us, so that one of their children could be at the steering wheel.  A little thing for us, a big thing for them. 

I absolutely love it when family or friends ask me to help them tailor their park visits to their interests.  My mother-in-law is coming later this month for her first ever Disneyland trip!  I am so excited, and spent time today planning which rides and attractions to show her.  We are going to have so much fun!  (Don't worry, Mom,  I'm not planning on taking you on Splash Mountain.)

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  1. You're the best at planning vacays! Someday I'll have to take that road trip to Utah that you suggested. I also remember when you introduced us to that fun western show at Disneyland!

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  2. Thanks, Nicole! Billy Hill and the Hillbilllies--my favorite!

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