Shawna and I embarked on one of our braver parenting adventures when we drove down to Orange County last week for a 6-day trip to visit Hop, Mop, Uncle Kyle, and, perhaps most importantly for Megan, Disneyland :)
Just packing up my car with 4
carseats, two double strollers, 3 Pack n' Plays, and various duffel and diaper bags took about 2 hours. We pulled away from Shawna's house at about 11 a.m., and arrived in Mission
Viejo by 5:30. The seven and a half hours in between are a blur now. Kind of like labor, a trip like this doesn't seem so bad once it's over. Mostly, we managed the demands of our little passengers:
- retrieving countless lost binkys, loveys, and toys
- dispensing goldfish, Nilla wafers, and various snacks to 4 voracious snackers
- mixing bottles, pouring milk and water into sippys, and dealing with the inevitable diapers
- distributing headphones, inserting DVDs into the DVD player, and managing complaints from the peanut gallery about which movie was playing (although Tim will be horrified to learn that Joey did not put up a fuss at all about Barbie's version of Rapunzel)
- passing out Happy Meal boxes (don't judge)
The final 10 minutes of the drive are seared in our memories forever, though. With very little warning, Joey threw up all over himself, his carseat, and Shawna's portable highchair, which was unfortunately below his feet. We debated stopping, cleaning up the mess, and then continuing the drive, but decided to just power through to the finish line.
The drive home was more of the same. Just subtract the vomit (thankfully) and add the pirate sword, a souvenir from Disneyland (a gift from Uncle Kyle, no surprise) that almost beheaded Bridget on more than one occasion.
Here are the "big kids" in the back row:

The journey was worth it, though! We enjoyed 6 fantastic days being spoiled by adoring grandparents, gorgeous weather, and the best of our 1980s toy collection.






On Saturday, as we approached the exit for Disneyland off the 5, Shawna and I realized that the adults in our crew outnumbered the babies... 5 to 4. Then she added, "Kyle actually counts as more than one adult!" The trip definitely wouldn't have been as much fun without our master entertainer, willing to carry babies, push strollers, change diapers, attend princess parties, and keep antsy 2.5 year-
olds happy while waiting in long lines!



Mop tried out the
Ergo, which is near the top of my list of must-haves for moms!


From her Ergo perch, Clara met Minnie Mouse:
and Joey and Megan met Mickey! They were a little skeptical.
Hop and Mop near the end of a looooong day!

Our strollers worked overtime at Disneyland... the babies enjoyed a long nap, and Joey and Megan got stadium seating for the parade!

We scored great seats for the parade, which was a wonderful end to a magical day!


Joey was wiped out by the end of the night:
Thanks again to Hop & Mop and Uncle Kyle for treating us to a fun, memorable trip to the Happiest Place on Earth!