Sigh.
Oh just one minor detail.
On the last night, amid fireworks, and numerous Thunder Mountain runs we lost our beloved camera. It was quite a blow. And I mean this in the complete literal sense. Why does one go to Disney? Well, to enjoy ones family amid laughter and thrills...but to also RECORD the whole beloved moment through numerous pictures and videos. Sigh. My stomach still hurts at the loss. We've called everyone we can think of...we think it's still rattling around on Shuttle #7 doomed to remain in a never ending circle of Disney Limbo.
So no adorable pictures of the family with Mickey, or Donald, or the lovely Mary Poppins. I can still remember every photo I took. Wish I could just hook my brain up to the printer and create the photos myself.
I must admit. I've been leaving hints to Adam about Disney trip #2, just so we can document it properly. I know. I know.
And PS...we also spent wonderful cousin time in San Diego with Terresa and her family. And we had a whole video camera fiasco there. But that story's for another day...only one crisis at a time.
