We made it. If you can’t tell, we’re at Disney World. Finally. A four and a half hour flight delay and a 12:30 am bedtime for all of us and we lived to tell our story.
And just like the blink of an eye that was two months of planning to get to that day, another and it’s almost a week later and we are heading home.
Oh the stories to share and the tips I’ve got. And the pictures. Oh my. But that’s for another day.
For now, I’ll just say how grateful I am for this week. To be completely unplugged (pretty much- thanks crappy sprint service and poor Disney wifi) was a blessing. To spend time with my tiny family was amazing. Sweat. Heat. Rain. I’d do it again in a heartbeat.