We are back and back in the swing of things. Cousin Josh was absolutely right. We were in “Central Florida” visiting a large rodent and a duck.
Normally, I don’t bother even trying to visit a princess because boys have no patience for Mother to wait in line to get her picture taken. Also, I feel a little silly. But something clicked in me towards the end of the vacation and I went to visit every princess with a reasonable line we passed. As it turned out that was only two.
Here I am with Cinderella:
Look at how serious I am. It is as though Cinder and I were at family reunion. “And now a picture of the oldest cousin with the Princess cousin!!!!” I think I was just hot. You can see I am super sweaty. There was record breaking heat in Florida the days we were there which was a nice change from the time we went and there was record breaking cold, but it was still extreme — like Minnesota weather.
Here I am with Mulan. We just happened upon Mulan in China at Epcot. No wait for Mulan. I sort of felt for her. Her . . . ah . . . hair was a little wonky. She suggested we do a warrior pose. I find this photo a little more fun:
I guess I still look pretty serious. “Hey! Like this Mulan! When do we go to battle?? Oh, well. I know I am not the oddest fan they see in a day.
One year I had my picture taken with Sleeping Beauty. We were at the end of the vacation; I was getting sick; and I started to cry. “Sleeping Beauty,” I asked. “Do grown girls start to cry when they see you?”
“Oh, yes!” she cooed in her tiny Sleeping Beauty voice. She looked at me and dropped her voice confidentially in a way that seemed more like like a normal grown up voice. “And men too,” she whispered.
TOMORROW: How Brent and I were rejected from the American Idol Experience.