In seven days we will be at DISNEY! Yay! We will actually be leaving in six days, but seven ’til we are in the park! In the park with me bawling my eyes out and taking way to many pictures.
We have so much to do between now and then. Including finding some shoes that make Avery an inch and a half taller… (It’s been very good incentive for getting her to eat… Maybe I should tell her Mickey doesn’t like dirty hair and she’ll get over her aversion to having her hair washed.)
Disney sent us an email today saying “One week til your vacation!” and it had tons of cool info. in it. So, of course, here I sit all morning back on the computer reading all things Disney, and crying. Crying like the sentimental freak of nature that I am.
At least my mom and her big bag of tricks will be along for the ride… She can pass out some chill pills whenever needed. And I still need to buy a truckload of kleenex and waterproof mascara.
I’m seriously so giddy I can hardly stand it. So much so that it doesn’t even bother me anymore that I’ll be walking around Disney in my fat clothes. I just want to be there now! Fat ass and all.
Disney here we come!