I'm grateful we got here in Disney safely. And mostly sanely. (Mostly.) I didn't take a whole lot of photos of the way down, but here are a few:
5:30 am - first stop. Pork Rinds for breakfast!
Second stop: chips! Yay for gas station food!
Snippets of conversation:
Damien: I see the moon. Where's moonman Pete? (From Mickey Mouse Clubhouse)
Meg: On the moon.
Damien: (Arm up to the sky) Can't....reeeeeeach!
Damien: I see bird! Where bird go?
Meg: His mommy said come home for dinner.
Damien: Eat french fry?
Meg: Yes.
Damien: And sauce? (applesauce)
Neal: No.
Damien: Why?
Neal: Because birds can't use spoons.
Damien: OH.
(pick a child) "Can somebody charge my <iDevice>?? What do you mean we are out of plugs?"
"Are we there yet?" (I think the grown ups said this the most!)
"Do we have any more snacks?"
"Hey! I like that song. Turn it up!...Please?" (Celia's choices: Katy Perry. Matthew: fun. Damien: Ke$ha and PSY. Mom & Dad -- anything that didn't cause an argument.)
"If you're *just driving*, for the love of <pick a saint> GET OUT OF THE LEFT LANE!!!!"
and then finally....
"I see Mickey!!!"
Finally here!
Happy Thanksgiving! Wishing everyone on the roads or rails and in the skies "Safe Journey."
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