Size Doesn't Matter

The tag is all wrong. It should say 0 - 31 months, or as long as I can squeeze my skinny little butt into them.

Wax on, Wax off, repeat

I confess.  Six months ago I was out of my mind. Why did I get braces? 

On my last visit, the orthodontist suggested that 4 teeth come out.  So, he clipped my wires so that they are only on my front teeth and my doomed teeth were set free.  Did you catch that bit about the wire being snipped? 

I have sharp pointy wire ends poking me!  One side broke free of the rubber band and is now sticking out farther than the other three pokey ends.  This is uncomfortable to say the least. 

It popped off the bracket on Friday. Saturday I was too busy to deal with it. Guess what, the office is closed until Wednesday. I've been being stabbed in the face for five days now and I'm growing unhappy with the whole poking business.

I have some dental wax to paste over it, but every time I eat the wax falls off.  I think I've swallowed an entire candle by now. Ewww. I really don't like the feeling of the wax in the first place, it's kinda yucky, but at least it isn't poking me.  Now, if I could just quit losing my blob of wax!

Grandma came to visit

My girls have two grandmas and one of them came to visit!  They have my mom and my mom's mom. Grandma and Great Grandma. AKA The Grandmas.  They're a pair, always together, just like Gracie and Libby.  They do things together.

Grandma came without Great Grandma and really threw the girls for a loop. "Where's the other one Grandma?"  "Where is the Gracie Grandma?"  The whole idea of just one grandma was mind boggling!  But we all managed just fine even though we sure missed having Great Grandma here too.

My mom flew in on Saturday just in time to go out for dinner and left on Monday morning. Quick Trip! We had a wedding reception to attend on Sunday. It was a lot of fun!  My mom wrote about her trip on her blog, so I won't repeat the same story.

The girls sure enjoyed having Grandma here, even though it was a quick trip. They were very excited and sorry to see her go again so soon.  She was instructed to bring Great Grandma Gracie with her next time and she said she would. We sent her on her way home with lots of hugs to tide her over until we see her again.

I'm Serging!

I am a total serger newbie, but I'm doing it!

I've had the machine for 2 years now,  really, you'd think I would be serging like a pro or at least doing some advanced work by now. But, I've barely been able to get the thing to work.  The machine has mostly just been a dust collector. 

I had it working at one point and then ran over a pin.  Apparently, that is a big serging no-no!  I just took it to JoAnn Fabrics again and the very nice lady in the Viking store inside JoAnns tweeked it for me and got it going. She says there is something wrong with it since the tensions should all be on "N" but she figured out how to adjust each tension knob until the stitching was right.  Whew!

For some reason, I still couldn't get it to work after I brought it home. When I was at JoAnns, I had red thread in the machine. I decided to change it to black and then nothing worked. After a couple of days of struggling with the black thread, I tried white.  First try and it worked like a dream!  

I serged the edges of a bunch of cute baby flannels and made some receiving blankets and burp cloths for my new grandson (he's due in May). 

Next I tried a Tshirt reconstruction that I've had my eye on for two years at least.  Using an adult size Tshirt, I made a dress for my daughter to play in. I really like it and she does too!  It was quick and easy.  I do think it needs a ruffle for the bottom because the lettuce edge didn't ruffle up enough.  The tutorial that I read has a strip of elastic in the back to make the dress more fitted, but I'm not sure Gracie needs that.  Although, Libby will.

I am ready to raid my husband's stash of neglected Tshirts and serge up a bunch of play dresses for summer.  Nice cotton Tshirts will be perfect for summer!

Coming Soon: Orthodontic Hell!

I'm so excited!  NOT!

I went to the orthodontist today for my once a month tweek.  And the dentist gave me some bad news.  It's always weird when the dentist discusses my treatment with me while I'm laying down in the chair.  They tip me back really far and I almost wonder if I'll slide off and land on my head.  This is how I have serious conversations about my braces with my dentist.

He said that my teeth are stubborn.  Well, that's no surprise. I'm stubborn all over.

Hovering over me, he went on to say that my teeth are just too crowded and they cannot find the space they need. He thought they might be able to line up in my jaw, but it's not  happening like he'd hoped.  Therefore (yes, he said "therefore" while he wore his bubble gum smelly gloves) I need to have four teeth extracted.

There it is.  The word.  Extracted.  Extracted means grabbed with a claw-like pair of pliers, twisted and yanked out leaving a bloody hole.  Four extractions. One in each quadrant so that my teeth are balanced and I don't end up with my front teeth off to the side. Here's the good news:  they can do it today or anytime I'm ready!  Oh, goody. That is so delightful.

Two of these teeth just got fillings six months ago.  Why am I doing this again?  I should be careful what I wish for, because just the other day I was wishing I could get my braces off.  Now my wish is coming true. There will be four teeth getting the braces off! Ay, yiy, yih.  

This ought to really help the hillbilly in me really shine through.  Can you sense my excitement?  Not yet, huh?  Yeah, me neither.

 * Dental extraction tools from WWI in a museum somewhere. I hoisted this pic from the internet. Thank you, Google Image search and people who allow their photos to be shown publicly. Hopefully my dentist has more modern equipment.

Pooping in Ikea

If you read my blog, you must know I have small children and well.... poop happens.  I'm not afraid to discuss it. Skip to another post if you don't want to read about it, but then again, you are taking your chances going that route because there are poop droppings in the middle of totally unrelated posts.  (Did you catch that, heh heh, poop droppings!  I crack myself up.)

I don't remember if I wrote about it or not, but my toddler has a preference for using the Ikea potty chair and no other.  She will use the real one if we are out and about, but she would rather use one of her Ikea potties.  She has three of them: pink one is downstairs, green one is upstairs, and red one is in the van.  Her white Baby Bjorn potty has been rejected and sent out to the garage.

Since we've been potty training, Libby has decided she will no longer poop.  She doesn't like to do it in the potty chair and she doesn't like it in her panties.  She'd rather not, thank you very much. Retaining is her game.  She just pooped on Sunday so I didn't expect another bowel movement from her until Thursday at least!


Ok, enough back-story; on with the post!

Yesterday, we went to Ikea for lunch.  First, we dropped off my mom at the airport and then we picked up my oldest daughter who is 32 weeks pregnant.  The kids were hungry and the 5 yr old was ready to play hard for a bit.  I asked her if she wanted to go to Ikea and she jumped up and down squealing about the ball pit.  Can't argue with enthusiasm like that!

After dropping Gracie off at Ikea's child center with the swimming pool sized ball pit and other fun toys, Katie and I took the little ones (Libby and Charlie) to the cafe for lunch.  We sat in the "family friendly" corner where there are beads and twirly things mounted on the wall as well as a play kitchen and workbench. All Ikea products!  Libby stood facing the wall and played with the beads.  She was quiet and content, moving the big beads around on their peg-board path.

Just as we were finishing our leisurely lunch and our hour of of hyper-free 5 yr old time was nearing an end, another family came to the cafe's play area.  One little boy came up behind Libby and she turned herself around, gave him the hand and said,

"No. I'm pooping".

Katie and I had to stifle hysterical laughter.  Libby was so serious!  Katie pointed me in the direction of the nearest restroom (pregnant woman always know where they are) and I took Libby and her poopy pants out of the play area. 

Another reason for me to love Ikea!  It's a great place to play and poop!

Naughty Leprechaun

A naughty leprechaun paid a visit to Gracie's preschool yesterday on St. Patrick's day. The little dude made a big mess in the classroom, knocking over toys and things. He moved the teacher's chair, left green pee-pee in the toilet (and didn't flush!), spilled his gold on the floor (corn pops cereal) and left a trail of green glitter everywhere.  The kids did their teamwork and cleaned up the classroom.

Gracie is pretty sure she saw the leprechaun behind the clock in her classroom.  He had one eye peeking and the other one shut.  And, he was laughing at all the kids while they cleaned up his naughty mess! 

Poor kid was freaked out all day long by this leprechaun business.  All day long, she talked non-stop about the leprechaun.  She barely took a breath, just talk talk talk talk... working it all out in her head I suppose.

At night, she had trouble falling asleep. I had to lay with her and as soon as I did, she was asleep in no time.  She wanted to sleep in her "camping spot" next to my bed so that she would be safe.  And she made sure to ask me several times if I locked all of the doors.  She was afraid the leprechaun would come in our house and make a mess.

Sure enough, she whimpered and whined in her sleep all night long, like a little lost puppy.  At one point, her dreams woke her up. She went downstairs with Daddy and they rocked for a while.  But, she was having bad dreams all night even after she woke up. She was crying in her sleep too.  It's awful when your kid is having bad dreams and you know you can't get in her dream to rescue her! 

I just talk to her and tell her she is safe.  The whimpering usually stops when I do that, but she starts crying again. Sure enough, this morning she was a big grouch!  Miss Crabby pants has been rotten all day long. She wouldn't even snap out of her mood to go to gymnastics and she loves gymnastics!  She stayed home with Dad while I took little sis to gymnastics; she wasn't gonna miss it for the world!

I don't understand why she has such frequent bad dreams, but I sure knew what set her off this time!  It was that naughty leprechaun! If I catch that little green menace, I'm gonna make him clean up and say sorry.  Gracie suggests we give him a time out too.  So much for St Paddy's day around this house.  This holiday went straight to the bottom of the list of fun holidays. 

The next holiday is a rabbit who comes in our house at night while we are sleeping and leaves eggs and jelly beans?  Oh no.  There really isn't much of a difference is there?

Happy 5th Birthday!

 My cute chubby little baby suddenly turned 5 years old! Not sure how that happened so darn fast.  She was just a ball of baby blubber not very long ago.  Now she's a dancing, prancing, singing 5 year old. Amazing how time flies when you are having fun!

She really is fun. Always has been and I think she always will be. We sure have a good time together. Gracie loves to go places and we do a lot of that!

We didn't do much to celebrate her birthday, but that is exactly what she wanted. She wanted her sisters, Charlie and a cake. That's it.  So, that's just what she got. We got her some gifts, but nothing extravagant or expensive.

She did say she wanted to go to Disneyland on her birthday.  If that's what the kid wants, that's easy enough!  No party, no extra fuss, just a fun day with mom and little sis. Awesome! I quickly finished sewing the Jessie costumes, hand sewing all of the sequin work. We planned to go and I took the day off from babysitting Charlie so that we could go on her birthday, but....

The first rule of going to Disneyland is that Mommy must get enough sleep to function. That didn't happen so we didn't go.  Everyone took a long afternoon nap the day before, which messed up the whole night, which messed up the trip to Disneyland.  And then of course, everyone was too tired to even make it through the day so we all napped again! Ugh, the domino effect on the sleep schedule wreaks havoc on our entire week!

On her birthday, we all laid around the living room and played with her new toys, colored in her new coloring book, and watched her new movie.  We finished off the cake and put a dent in the pie.  It was a nice lazy day with everyone home. Gracie loved her lazy day birthday!  She said it was the best birthday ever!

I guess we'll go to Disneyland next week. She can still get her birthday button and have a fun day. 

The Sky is Falling

Last night my husband and I were enjoying some peace and quiet.  The girls were sleeping upstairs and we were relaxing in front of the news in the living room when we heard a big CRASH in the kitchen.  Neither one of us had been in there for a while.

Our first thought was of the dog.  Nope, she wasn't in there, she was snoring on the couch. 

Earthquake?  No, that wasn't it.

Kids weren't up jumping around.  Hmmm....

We actually decided to quit looking at each other for answers and get up to have a look.

The recessed light fixture fell out of the ceiling!  Not the bulb though, just the metal can.  Yes, the metal can that cannot come out of the ceiling without a good solid tug and the light bulb would have to be removed for that to happen.  There is was on the floor along with some chipped pieces of joint compound.  How on earth?

We are both still scratching our heads over this one.  Keith has to get on a ladder, remove the bulb and shove the can back in the recessed light hole.  It has two metal prongs that he has to pinch together to fit in slots then release to provide a type of tension that prevents the thing from ever falling out of the ceiling.  We are very perplexed.

Mary vs Pit Bull

I was driving all alone in my mini-van the other day, absent mindedly singing along to the Disney princess song collection that always plays in the cd player, when I saw a great big pit bull standing in the road.  He was just standing there holding his ground, right there in the lane.  He didn't look like he was on the warpath, but he didn't look like he was going to move just because cars were honking at him. Let's face it, this breed isn't exactly known for being warm and fuzzy.

I kind of looked around and didn't see anyone that looked as if they were looking for a dog. He was near the dog park, so who knows.  He wasn't wearing a collar which is odd, especially at the dog park.  I saw him wander out of the road and head toward a neighborhood of houses. It was a long red light so I had time to do all of this wondering.

The light turned green and I went on my way thinking, "someone should call the dog catcher".  I quickly decided that someone had to be me because a lady with a stroller was walking in the direction of the stray unleashed pit bull! I happen to have the Police Non-Emergency phone number in my cell phone so I hit that number and reported the dog.  The dispatcher said she would send Animal Control to the area and see if they could find him.  Ok, good enough.  I kept going.

On my way home again, about a half an hour later, I made sure to go the same way just to see if I could spot that dog or a police car or something.  Sure enough, the Animal Control van was parked right where I had seen the dog earlier and the dog catcher was holding out one hand, maybe offering a treat, and had a looped leash in his other hand.  Luckily, I hit the light on red so I could watch the action!

The dog catcher must be a pro. He bribed, treated and lassoed the dog all in one swoop. Then he walked him to the van and put him in.  Stray Pit Bull off the streets!  Yes!  I felt so good watching the dog get caught.  And of course, right up the street walking toward the spot where the dog had just been was a family with a little dog, a stroller and a small child.  I am so very glad I called and reported that dog!

Magical Day at Disneyland

After a couple of hours of morning laziness on one of the last days of February, I loaded up the kids and our coats and off we went for a cool day at Disneyland.  The high was supposed to be 62, brrr!  But it wasn't supposed to rain, so I figured it would be a great day as long as we are dry.  Plus, two of my friends were texting me saying they were going and I should too.

I decided to be brave, very brave - I took the single stroller!  And I didn't haul around a potty chair! I managed to pack everything we'd need into one bag too.  I was really traveling light today!  I stopped for some cash at the magic money machine (ATM) to cover whatever I've forgotten to bring along. I also stopped to get gas.  Holy Gas Pumps! The price of gas shot up like a weed in summer! I'm gonna have to start staying home.

Since we were meeting up with friends, we ended up spending more time on Main Street than we ever have before.  Usually, we shoot right up Main Street to the best part of Disneyland: Sleeping Beauty's Castle. We barely notice Main Street, we just dodge the horse drawn buggies and the wild motorized wheelchairs and go right up to the castle.

Today, we visited with characters and then went into the Fire House.  That was nice!  After climbing around in there for a bit, we wandered up and got a treat in the bakery.  Yummy! 

We made our way up to the Hub where Walt is holding Mickey's hand. That's where my friends all decided to feed their babies, rest and relax on the benches.  But my girls were going crazy wanting to get inside that castle!  So I took them and ended up with one extra to the castle.  Gracie and Jillian were holding hands and walking - as always both of them were talking a mile a minute at the same time.  They managed to trip over each other and they both did a belly flop to the bricks!  Now I had two crying kids laying face down in front of the castle. Oh, no.

Luckily, the magic of Disneyland cured them both pretty fast.  We checked to see if their knees still bent and their arms still wiggled and their toes could still dance around.  All was well!  Whew!

I took the three of them through the arches of the castle and straight to our favorite stroller parking spot - right by the exit of the Sleeping Beauty story.  We we walked up and over and through the castle in Sleeping Beauty's story.  We always run past Maleficent and hang on tight together so she won't scare us!  And we always stop at the end and watch Aurora's dress turn pink and blue and pink and blue.  We never leave till it's pink.

Once we exited, we went right to the stroller and we were nearly run over by a herd of Alice in Wonderland characters!  It was great!  They ran right past us and they even patted Gracie and Jillian on their heads as they rushed by.

Jillian's mom caught up with us and watched as we were nearly run down by the Queen of Hearts and her big dress.  The girls were quick to run off to do some wishing at the little stand that sells swords and crowns right there at the back of the castle.  They tried on some sparkling ears and let us moms know that they would just love to get something like that for their upcoming birthdays. Ok, ok, hint, hint. Got it, girls.  Moving on...

How NOT to navigate your way around Disneyland: Ask a 2, 3, and 4 yr old what they all want to do next.  You'll get 50 different answers in a split second.  Luckily, most of the answers led in the same direction so we went that-a-way.  And wouldn't you know it, nobody was in the teacup for once!  How do you like your tea? Three lumps of sugar for me!

Jillian had never been on the Storybook Canal ride and we hadn't been on it in ages, so we got in line for that.  The line really didn't look very long until we figured out it was really very thin lines so the people were que'ed up pretty tightly: a small space, a mile of people.  The canal boats are constantly loading and unloading passengers so the line moved along. The girls were wound up and excited, so even a moving line was pretty hard for them. My apologies to everyone in line with us.

Once we got in the boat, Jillian wondered if it was like the Pirate ride and she got really nervous really fast!  She buried her head in her mom and feared for her life as we entered the mouth of the whale. She just knew there would be a big drop and a splash! It was smooth sailing right on through that whale and out the other side. We had some very happy girls!

My other friend was busy holding down a bench. She is pregnant and in that super-exhausted stage of the game, the first trimester.  She sent her husband to hold a place for us in line at Small World.  Awesome!

We all gathered and got in line with Mr. Placeholder, and that is when we realized we were a pretty big group!  Nine of us all together!  My apologies to all the people in line behind us as we hopped over the rope and didn't wait anywhere near as long as we should have.  Really, you didn't want us to. Just ask the people in the Storybook Land line!

We boarded a boat and I handed my camera to my friend in the front. She held it way out over the water without using the precautionary wrist strap and snapped a picture of all of us.  Don't we look excited?  We don't know the people in the back row of our boat, they just got lucky and rode with us.

See that? 5 little girls!  We were outnumbered as parents, and somehow, we still managed to dodge the next attraction: Princess Fantasy Faire.  This one is hard to dodge, but it's another long line.  It is rarely under an hour long wait and the line is long and boring.  We tootled on over to Toon Town to visit everyone's favorite mouse.  Minnie!

We all decided that we were all hungry and wanted to go home, and by "we" I mean the grown-ups. The kids were fine and had hours and hours of energy left in them!  My favorite place to eat is the Test Pilot Burger Grill in California Adventure.  What is that from Toon Town, a three mile hike?  Jillian and her mom and baby decided to head home and the other family wanted to head over to Critter Country to see if they could find Winnie the Pooh before he was done for the day.  It was great to be with friends at Disneyland, but we all went our separate ways.

Libby fell asleep, but we decided to try to visit Rapunzel and Flynn Rider before we went to eat. She wasn't at all excited about getting close to the characters today anyway.  We got to the Tangled que and guess what, the line was closed so that Rapunzel and Flynn could take a short break. They would open the line back up at 4:45 and the characters would return at 5pm.  Ok, we had 45 minutes so we went to the Mexican restaurant around the bend.

Gracie and I shared the Burrito Sonora.  YUM!!!  We were stuffed full!  Then we went back to the Rapunzel area to try again.  No way! The same guy was there guarding the end of the line.  Again, the line was closed. Rapunzel and Flynn Rider would visit the people in line and then they were done for the day.  Really? It was about a minute before 5:00! Darn, we just missed getting in line to see them.  We will make this our first stop next time!  Gracie was wearing her Rapunzel shirt too.  We missed out on the Tangled magic, but Gracie took it well and Libby was face down in her stroller snack tray unaware of the missed opportunity.

We decided to just walk and wander while Libby slept.  We found a "stage" in Frontierland where Gracie could put on a show, and she did. She danced but didn't sing. I applauded enthusiastically when she finished and then I asked her why she didn't sing.  She said "because a man was on his phone".  Oh.  Nothing like learning manners from your own kid. I am so proud of her! And I feel like Grover at the end of his Monster book. You know the one.

Then we strolled into the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique. I don't like to tempt and tease my child, but my inner child wanted to go in there so very badly!  In we went!  What a gift shop! We saw all the beautiful princess wear and accessories, took mental notes of the prices. Ouch. And then we peeked in the back to watch little girls getting their hair and makeup done princess style.  Oh how wonderful! I asked for a price list to satisfy my curiosity and shock myself back into reality.  It worked.  One of the best things in this store was a stained glass window.  I think it would be a beautiful quilt pattern!

We left the shop and Gracie cried and gave me the biggest sad face she could make.  Ok, we can mark that stop off of our list of Disneyland experiences. Done.  No need to return, it's just too wonderful and expensive.

Ignoring my daughters sobs and pleas for over priced princess gear, I noticed a door on the back of the castle that I don't remember ever seeing before. Another gift shop?  No signs. Hmmm.  We peeked inside. Maybe it is a secret "Cast Members Only" room!  Nope, it's even better!  It is a room where you can view a video of the Sleeping Beauty castle tour (which is mostly stairs). It is a nice small room, beautifully decorated with a big bench that can only be described with a gasp and a WOW!

Libby woke up from her nap in here. I was thinking this would be a great place to nurse a baby, except for the camera in the ceiling.  Otherwise it was a perfect little resting spot away from the crowds.  Even though it was a small space it was a magical transition into the old days of royal princesses.  The bench and the items in the display case looked like museum pieces. What a treasure!

We went out through the front of the castle and headed toward Main Street. I was worn out and ready to go home.  Of course, the girls were not.  Since Libby just woke up, we headed to the baby center so that she could go potty on the tiny toddler toilets. Gracie didn't have to go, so we were safe to use the tiny toilets just for Libby.  Only children under 42" are allowed to use the itty bitty potties. Gracie is 43" tall. They have two toddler toilets and no regular sized toilets. The toddler toilets aren't out in the open, but they aren't all that private either. Oh well, so we went in and Gracie suddenly had to go too. Ok, go.

The girls were each sitting on a pot and I told Gracie, "ok, get up now". She says "No, I'm pooping". Oh no! Not here! I don't wanna stink up the whole baby center! Yuck! Libby is done and putting herself back together and I say to Gracie, "Honey, get up, let's go" and she says "I'm still pooping". OMG! The stink! And she's STILL pooping! Finally, she got up and the turd that was in the bowl was ENORMOUS! Not kidding, that turd must have been 14" long. Not even sure how it all fit in the potty! So we flush and the water spun around and the turd just sat there, wedged in the top part of the bowl! NO!!! Go down! Bend! Break in half! Go Away!! It finally gave and went down, but geez, I thought for sure my kid who was just over the height max for using those toddler toilets just clogged it up. How on earth can anyone poop a turd that big? I'm afraid to ever go in there again.

We fled out of the baby center and went down Main Street. I asked the girls if they would like to see the cartoon movies.  Cartoon movies? They were thrilled. Yes! Another Disneyland first! I thought the movie theater was a sit-down place with old cartoons looping one after another.  I was wrong.  It has six screens in one room, all old cartoons that I was hoping to see looping continuously.  But there was  no seating. There was an elevated platform in the middle of the room, not sure why.  Hmm. I thought this would be one of those nice little resting places at Disneyland, but it isn't.  It is pretty nice, but without seats I was a wee bit disappointed.  The girls liked the cartoons but they weren't thrilled. I bet they'll like it better if I take them on a hundred degree day and it's air conditioned inside.  I probably will too.

Next stop, another place I've heard about but never stopped in.  The Magic Shop. This place was amazing! Disney magic at its best! It was a lot smaller than I imagined, the three of us fit in the store and that's just about all the room there was.  There is a vast array of magic trick merchandise on the wall and a big counter with magicians running the store.  I told Gracie to ask one if he knew any magic tricks.  She did.

He was very enthusiastic and he came out from behind the counter, put on a black jacket and top hat and did a magic show just for Gracie!  He took one playing card and spun it around in the air, making it float and twirl around. It was amazing!  It disappeared for a minute and he found it in Gracie's ear!  The look on her face was Disneyland Magic Amplified!  He made that card dance in mid-air again and then he gave it to her!  Ever see a child with eyes as big as the moon? She was so amazed and mystified! She just loved it!  And she got to keep the magic card, which she carried as if it was the most valuable treasure in the land.

She carried her treasured magic card around for three days, including giving it a space on her pillow at night. She couldn't get it to spin or float, but she stared at it and you could see the wheels turning in her head. She thought long and hard about those few minutes in the Magic Shop.  It was by far our best stop of the day!

Considering we didn't see a parade, any shows, and rode only two rides, we somehow managed to have a fabulous full day at Disneyland once again!  We did lots of new things, ate well, rested well, and had a lot of fun! Libby wore her Minnie Mouse coat after the sun went down, so cute!  We left at 6:20 and got home at 7:30.  The kids slept from 6:25 til 7:30.  That was my biggest mistake! We left too early.  Those carseats are way too comfortable and they were recharged for the evening!  I couldn't get them settled down before 11pm which made for a pretty short night for this exhausted mommy. I think one more hour would have been all we needed to put them out for the night.  Can't wait to go to Disneyland again! I think I can squeeze in one more trip before I need to renew my pass.