Vacationin' (Or some other word that's actually a word.)

I hate to go a whole week without publishing something on here.  It's like some sort of assignment I've given myself.  Maybe I'm the only person who does that kind of thing...  That would not surprise me at all.

Either way, this will be brief because, well, I'm on vacation. 

At the Happiest Place on Earth.

Where Dreams Come True.

And where, apparently, at some point my kids modeled without my knowledge for the safety signs posted on half of the rides around here.  No, no, not the one where they're sitting calmly side-by-side on the seat...the other one.  What not to do.  The flailing limbs half out of the vehicle.  Yes.  That one.  Those are Ben and Abby.  True to size and character.

Our little Tasmanian devil (aka Sarah) is spending the long week with her Grammie & other loving folks from my better half's precious hometown.

More on this later...

In the meantime, I'll sum up with this -

We're having an awesome time.  

See?

Hahahaha - no really, we are (not sure what happened in that particular picture). 

I don't want this to end.  It's been amazing.  And I promise (because I know you're dying to hear the recap) to come back and give you lots of unimportant details about our time at Walt Disney World. 

Another day. 

Until then...

[Slightly sweaty] Disney Greetings from my family to yours.

I'll be off counting fanny packs.  I'm up to 1,294.  Nope, wait!  The blue shirted lady on the right has one...1,295.  Sweet - might hit 1500 by the week's end!