Hey y'all -
For almost five years now, my mother has been planning a Disney vacation. Time and time again, I sabotaged her best-laid plans by reproducing and bringing forth into the world beautiful, brilliant children. Repeatedly, being in the third trimester of pregnancy or having a newborn got me out of going to Orlando. But now, with a four year-old and a two year-old and no more offspring on the horizon (so help me God), I had run out of excuses and it was time to pack up and go see Mickey.
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| Hagen waits for our plane out of Missoula |
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| Entertaining himself in Denver |
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| Road warrior |
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| Spend most of our layover riding the moving sidewalk and the elevator. Laney pronounces "elevator" as "alligator" and I don't correct her because it's the most precious thing ever when a child yells "Let me push the buttons on the alligator!!" |
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| Play Doh - Awesome travel toy |
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| Laney made a lit of everyone "invited" on our vacation. I'm so cool, I made the list twice. |
Each time we travel, we happen upon a new tip or trick that makes traveling with small children a little easier. Like how the floor above the A Concourse at the Denver airport is mostly deserted, so if you have a long layover (ours was 3+ hours on this trip), it's a great place to go and run around. On this trip, I knew we'd have a long layover and wanted to think of something active we could do that wouldn't require me to lug toys around. So I filled a side pocket of my backpack with a handful of party balloons and blew them up one we found an empty area to play in. We all played balloon volleyball for hours; then, when it was time to go to our gate, we popped the balloons and tossed 'em. I will totally be recycling this idea on our next trip.
Love,
Mom
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