A Pregnant Chick Walked into Disney World... And Boy Did It HURT. *badump-ching!*

Four days at Disney World. Four Parks. (Almost) four children.

Casey had a panic attack before every. single. ride. (okay, except Thunder Mountain Railroad, because seriously???), but then wanted to re-ride everything fifteen times after discovering that Disney is not, in fact, scary. Okay, except the Snow White ride. Disney, come on, what's up with that? Thankfully there were essentially no crowds, so we were able to ride repeat until their hearts were content.

Jonathan loved pretty much all the rides, except he didn't get his preferred color on Dumbo, so that was a bit of karmic fiasco. Fiasco because, oh the crying and carrying on... and karmic, because apparently Hubs pulled the same stunt with his parents nearly thirty years ago. Ack. Thirty years ago. We sound old now.

Stephen just wanted ice cream.

I just wanted to get to EPCOT for the food.

Wesley just wanted a nap.

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