brandon and sarah: Disney

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Disney

While in CA we went to Disney for 2 days.
It was...interesting, and hard, and fun, and exhausting, and...it was a lot of feelings all mixed together.
Lesson learned: if you take little kids to Disney it is about them and not about you.
Day 1 we tried to do mostly adult stuff, and our kids were miserable. It wasn't that fun. Plus, it was beyond COLD! I was not prepared for that. Also, did I mention Derek slept in the stroller the whole day so someone always had to be with him?
Day 2 The sun was out, and the wind had stopped. Dustin, Tara, and their girls, and Brandon, myself, and our boys did kid stuff together and it was much more fun because the kids weren't stressed/bored, etc. Plus, the husbands watched the babies during nap time while Tara and I played.
The trip ended up being really, really good...but lesson learned. Only take older kids to Disney!

way to lick that jacket, Payt!

not surprisingly, the tram was Payt's favorite part

He's a crazy driver!

3 comments:

Tara said...: I love that picture of the four of you with the castle in the background at night. What a great picture. :); January 24, 2012 9:40 PM
SupaFlowaPowa said...: Oh no - does that mean you guys didn't use the stroller passes?! Because if you use those, you can have a great time even with kids! We have an awesome time with kids but we always go with couples who have kids and then tradeoff with the stroller passes to ride fun things too. I'm still glad you got to go - I love Disneyland!!!; January 25, 2012 11:57 PM
Sarah said...: Daisy, we did use them...but it was still hard on Payt to wait and such. Plus it was SO COLD the first day that trying to keep children warm and happy was nearly impossible.; January 26, 2012 4:35 AM

The Things They Say

May 9, 2012- While waiting outside a McDonalds Payt asks, "What's that Mommy?" I am busy proofing one of Brandon's papers and just say that it's a store. He replies, "uh, that no store Mommy!" I say, "Oh, it's a restaurant, Payt." Payton then starts laughing like I am the silliest person ever. He says, "It's no rest-aunt, it's please nuggies room!" Payt calls chicken nuggets 'please nuggies' :)

March, April, May 2012- Payt has recently become a dirt-a-phob. He is constantly yelling for a "PAPE-A TOWEL" when ever the smallest thing gets on him. With his British accent he sounds so sweet and funny.

May 4, 2012- Me: "Payton, you do not yell at me!" Payton: "Only Daddy yell at Mommy?" Me: (a little stunned) "Umm, no. No one should be yelling at anyone." ...to be clear, Brandon NEVER yells, but it was a shocking reminder that we need to be careful with our tone around our little ones!

May 3, 2012- While playing in the bathtub Payt was holding a green plastic (semi transparent) scoop over his penis... Yes, I just wrote that... I asked him what he was doing, to which he exclaimed "Makin' my pee-nas geen Mommy!" I thought that surely I had heard him wrong, so a few minutes later when he did it again I asked again. This time he spoke even more clearly with a, "Look, Mommy! My penis is green!" Gotta love little boys!

Jan. 2012- We ate at Jose Peppers, where Payt got a balloon. Once in the car, he managed to get it untied from his wrist; thus when the car door opened out went his balloon. He was, of course, upset and wanted his balloon back. I told him that the balloon was going home to go to bed. Payt starts crying "I want my balloon. Jesus home. My balloon. Balloon go to Jesus home." haha. Earlier in the week he'd asked me where Jesus' home was and I said Heaven and pointed up.

Payt 1/18/12- while Payton was saying the dinner prayer Derek started babbling. Payton growled "my turn, Derek (which actually sounds like 'dang it'), my turn" then he returned to praying in such a sweet voice. Again, Derek talked and Payt screeched "MY TURN, DEREK!" and then sweetly returned to blessing the food.

Payt 1/17/12- I ask Brandon what he's doing, to which he replies "just farting around." Payt calls out "I wanna fart, too, B!"

Payt 1/15/12- passing the fire station on the way to church Payt says, "B, where fire gucks?" I say I don't know, maybe they're sleeping or out helping someone. Payt says, "No, they at store buy bandaids."

Payt 1/9/12- on the way to the doctor's office I ask Payt what doctors do; he replies "put bandaids on ouches"

Payt 12/11- Recently Payt learned the word "ouch" and "touch". Now, when ever he sees a razor he says, "No touch! Ouch, ouch!" and holds up his hand. For the longest time I couldn't figure out how he knew that, but then we remembered that almost SIX months ago while on vacation he got in my make-up bag and sliced his hand on my razor.