Sunday, January 8, 2012

Happy Happy Family Vacay, Chapter 1





This year, my parents gave my girls and me a very special Christmas gift – a family vacation. A real you’re-going-to-have-the-time-of-your-lives-kids-even-as-we-annoy-the-hell-out-of-each-other vacay. Here’s the plan: Two grandparents, one mama, and two kids in one car and one hotel room. Sweet.


First stop: Disneyland. I grew up in Southern California and was feeling guilty that my kids, at five and eight, had never been. What I didn’t realize is how freaking crowded the park is these days. You just can’t move around there anymore without being rude. At one point, a toddler kicked my ankle so hard from behind that I felt like turning around and ripping someone’s head off. I had to remind myself that it was just a very young child trying to carve out a little space in The Happiest Place on Earth.



And it really was happy. My parents went all out with a two-night stay at the Disneyland Hotel




  
two days of passes to both Disneyland



and California Adventure.


breakfast with Goofy and friends




dinner at Ariel's Grotto



and front row at the World of Color water show.






My mother and I agreed that if we did it again, we would do one day of passes to Disneyland and another day to California Adventure. With the colossal lines, there was no need for full park access on any one day.



However, the special breakfast and dinner were well worth the splurge for the under 10 set. I have never seen a breakfast spread quite like Goofy’s – waffles, French toast, pancakes, biscuits and gravy, bacon, three kinds of sausage, eggs six different ways, omelet station, bagels and lox and everything bagel-related, enchiladas, chicken strips, fried chicken, mac and cheese, hot dogs, pepperoni pizza, peanut butter and jelly pizza, not to mention the ice cream, cakes, pies and cookies. Wow.




Ariel’s dinner was turkey meatball lollipops on spaghetti, cioppino, and tri trip with a tower of appetizers and a platter of desserts. Nice one.





On the second day, my mother and I split up with a kid apiece, easier than trying to maneuver as a group.



I was excited to take Daisy on her first rollercoaster. She was a good sport but obviously very nervous while in line for the Matterhorn.



I promised I would hold on to her tight the whole time, and she wouldn’t be scared. I was wrong. She slipped through my arms to the bottom of the car, where she trembled in real fear for most of the ride. After, she gagged and showed me where she was bleeding from biting her lip.


It’s a Small World was the clear favorite. Always the baby rides.




Even with the crazy crowdage, we had an awesome time. Not to say the kids didn’t have their off moments. I literally had to restrain Violet, who desperately tried to escape the restaurant when she got her first look at Goofy, and carry her as she cried and struggled to stand with him for our before breakfast picture. She loosened up, though, and by the time Sleeping Beauty visited our table, she was entranced . . . and later, disappointed when there were no characters at Ariel’s dinner.



Speaking of off moments, I did have one myself the morning we left the Magic Kingdom. My mother had gotten up early to drive my father, who regularly works in SoCal, to his office, and on the way back to the hotel, she called my cell. I didn’t answer because the kids and I were sleeping peacefully in the lovely dark hotel room at 8:30 a.m. On a wake-up mission, she switched to the hotel room phone to instantly jolt us all out of bed, and I didn’t take it very well. She was worried about the 11:00 a.m. checkout time, which annoyed me so much I actually stomped my feet while whining to my mama. Maybe too many baby rides.





And by the way, do you know they are calling this Tarzan's Treehouse? In my day that treehouse belonged to the Swiss Family Robinson. I don't like this one bit.



1 comment:

  1. Looks like fun! I haven't been to Disneyland since I was a kid so I'm looking forward to taking Holden. :)

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