okay...so none of our children will inherit the throne. We are okay with that...I don't think I want anyone who can't decide between a cheeseburger or chicken nuggets to make major kingdom policy changes.
Getting your hiney soaked on Splash Mountain can really give you attitude
Awwwww... this is what it's all about. Getting some face time with Minnie
Tradition in the Foster household states that the first ride of Disneyland must always be the train ride around the park...we aren't sure when that became law, it just is. Here we are waiting for said train and still blissfully optimistic that we will walk onto every ride without any wait, not have any meltdowns and that the sunscreen will actually work. Hey, shoot for the moon and you might hit the stars, right? 
Here are the cousins and the honorary cousin ready and raring to go...notice everyone is still smiling... Boy, do I have some pictures to contradict this happy scene! I think I will save those for another day...after all, I did take 221 pictures over 3 days at Disneyland, you will be reading about this for days to come!
hmmmmmm...where do we go now? This picture, by the way was taken about 15 minutes after mommy and dancingqueen took dramaqueen on the tower of terror, telling her it was a fun ride. She rode it, then took off her seatbelt, turned to me and lost it. LOST. IT. She was bawling for a solid 10 minutes. That sure didn't help my argument to try and talk Crazygirl into going on with my fastpass. When we came off, and Crazygirl saw her sobbing at the top of her lungs, it cemented for life the decision to never go on the ride. Dancingqueen, on the other hand went on it about 6 times. We love it!!!! Anyhoo, this picture was actually them looking for a more sane ride while daddy and dancingqueen ran back onto the ride with the extra fastpasses.
We actually got to see Mickey Mouse and get a family picture with him for the first time in almost 15 years. Thanks to Bug who wanted to see where Mickey lived, in Toontown. Who knew that he is actually at his own house? We have always been too busy going on rides to find that out! 
This is how we entertain ourselves while driving through the desert.
The girls thought they had died and gone to heaven when we got cut off by Avril's tour bus in Vegas
We could have turned around right then and gone home and they would have called the trip a success.
T-36 hours and counting. We are in the final countdown for Disneyland. I think we are just as excited for the road trip as we are for the actual vacation. Ever since the girls were tiny babies, they have loved road trips. Sometimes we would just decide to take off, pack and leave, all within about 2 hours. Now, of course it takes lots of preplanning, since we have to deal with school and extra-curricular activities. One of these days we are just going to have to do a spur of the moment "we're outta here" trips. 
They look so innocent, don't they? Yeah, Bug and two of her teammates pretty much thought they ruled the show this weekend. The awards ceremony went for almost 2 hours on Saturday, and these three were down with the big girls, far enough away from us moms that they knew they could get away with murder and it would be okay... they were doing cartwheels, sasheying around, teasing the older girls (who were eating out of their tiny hands!) and generally having a blast together. Meanwhile, we moms are in the bleachers, watching, trying to make eye contact to tell them to sit still, and laughing our heads off at how unafraid these tiny chickies are!!! 
Crazygirl is!!!!! After graciously watching her sisters take queen last competition, she got first place this weekend with her solo routine, Yea! They all did fantastic! Also, she got Principal's Pride this week...looks like her 15 minutes of fame are here.
oh, the weight of it all.
As I was going through the summer clothes box in the spare bedroom, looking for Disneyland- worthy clothes to pack, Bug came in and found a pair of boots that were in between sizes of girls right now. "Alright!" she exclaimed, "I need a pair of rocker boots!" Ummm, excuse me? but of course I was on a mission to find vacation clothes, so didn't pay that much attention, until I heard the sound of "hit me with your best shot" coming from our loft....I left my task half done to find this...my six year old rocking out to Pat Benatar and Poison on Guitar Hero 3 with her sisters no where in sight. Needless to say, I never got back to my task, and I now have the 2nd and 3rd highest scores on "talk dirty to me" and "Mississippi queen" I'm so proud of Bug, only 6 and already knows that it's all about the right shoes!!!!!!!!!!
Nothing beats a good soccer game when the weather is changing every 5 minutes. Yesterday was in the 80's.Today as the game was starting, I had to get a picture of the temperature. This is BEFORE the rain, hail snow and high winds. In fact, I think I even saw some locusts and plagues hanging out on the sidelines. Good times...good times!!!!
I think they could start a trend...cutesy tights under their uniforms can cause serious intimidation on the field. Are they girly girls, or just trying to keep warm anyway they can? The jury is still out. Judging from the way they played, my bet wouldn't be on calling them girly girls though!!!! Sidenote...oh to be 11 again and still have your legs look skinny while wearing horizontal striped tights!
yes, I like the warmth of my car...hey, I'm not the one who wanted to play the game! This is how we spent the first half hour...watching from the front windshield...can you see what's happening in the game? yeah, neither could I. That would be ICE on the windshield by the way
Here are two of the most supportive (and thrilled to be there) sisters on the planet. Don't let those big cheesy grins fool ya, they are just happy to support their sister! (and the fact that they cried the whole way home due to a little side effect called frostbite should probably be noted on their behalf!)
