We ran into the bears from the Brother Bear movie and they posed with the girls.
The girls are getting so fun to go with, though Hubby really missed the childish enthusiasm that Thing 1 used to have – how she would squeal and scream with delight at the Mullholland Madness roller coaster, and just basically wig out over everything. The polish has worn off for them, a little, as they've been to either Disneyland for a couple of days, or DisneyWorld for a couple of days, and one year both, every year for as long as they can remember. We went over to Disneyland after a while, where we know there's more stuff they like. We didn't want to wait for the Toon town roller coaster, the line was so long. But they borrowed a car and drove around Toon Town, unfortunately they crashed into Goofy's maibox. Thing 2 needs driving lessons. Ha ha ha.
She also had the joy of riding the golden bell horse on the merry go round. Usually everyone runs to this horse and she never gets it, but we were first in line once, when the parade was on so everyone else was over watching it, so she got the best horse. All the others are just white with no bells.
We found that the girls are tall enough to go on the Indiana Jones ride.
It’s been so long since I’ve been on it, I kind of forgot how loud and dark and scary it is. When we got to the front of the line, it turned out Thing 2 and I were in the front left position, which meant the steering wheel would be in front of whichever of us got in first. I joked to the people in the row behind us that now they were in for some real danger, as I would be driving. They were suitable scared. Thing 2 heard me and piped up that she wanted to drive. I had second thoughts, but decided to let her do it, so she got in the car first. We sat down and buckled in, and I reached over to see that the steering wheel of the huge jeep car was stationary, yup, you couldn't turn it, it was just a prop. Off we went with Thing 2 leaning forward to firmly grasp the wheel. It got dark, loud, and scary awfully quick. I kept and eye on Thing 2, but she wouldn’t let go of the wheel. I thought she must be enjoying this.
When the ride was over, we were walking out and I asked her how she liked it. She burst into tears and said “You didn’t cuddle me! I was scared!” I said I thought she wasn’t scared, because she was holding on to the wheel! I felt awful. She said “I had to steer! I was trying to turn the wheel, but it wouldn’t turn! I kept trying and trying to steer the car!” OH MY HECK! The poor little rabbit! Not only was she scared to death of the ride, she was under the impression that she was supposed to steer!
If I had that to do again…
We also stayed too late, trying to squeeze one more ride in before the girls collapsed.
Totally off topic, but thank you for your comment on Kelly Bussio's blog (bussio.blogspot.com) about my fiance who recently passed.
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