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Disneyland

I don't want to forget the positive parts of this week and that was our trip to Disneyland.

We left Aspen at home with Grandma and just took the big girls on a trip to Disneyland. Our first stop was Alpacas of the Southwest for Michelle Day 2020. Benny the Alpaca was very nice but the tour was short and we were done quickly.

Then we set off for California. We decided to stay one night with Sue and Kent. As we were about to turn onto their street (a generally quiet street in Monrovia) a car ran a stop sign and flew out in front of us. Brendon slammed on the brakes to miss him but the other car did not stop. He kept speeding off down the street. Half a second later three police cars came flying down the street from the other direction, missing their chance to cut off the crazy driver. Later that night we were able to find the car chase on the news and could even see our car on the helicopter footage. The driver had been involved in a road rage incident and then stole a car and had been leading police on a chase for almost 20 minutes when he almost hit us. Minutes after he passed us he slammed into two other cars, ran off on foot and was eventually stopped by police on a freeway entrance. He was arrested.

We were fine and the girls were excited to hear we were on TV without them even knowing it. An exciting start to the trip!

The next day we attended stake conference with the Cornwalls and had lunch with them afterward. Aunt Sue provided lots of activities for the girls while we sat and talked and Kaybree and Eisley loved getting a tour of the Pez museum upstairs. Sarah even gave the girls their own Minnie Mouse pez to take with them to Disneyland.

Now that the trip is over if you ask Kaybree her favorite part--she says Aunt Sue's house.

The next day we were off to Disneyland. We tried to get there before it opened but the line to get through security was too long. We did not get a "boarding pass" to try out the new Star Wars ride, Rise of the Resistance. However, we did do all the other big rides. The girls loved Matterhorn the best. Kaybree wasn't impressed with Pirates of the Caribbean. We didn't really do any slow, storybook rides. No Peter Pan, no Small World. By 6 the girls' aching feet caused us to leave and we caught just a little bit of the parade as we exited.

Day 2 we had a tough time deciding between going back to Disneyland or doing California Adventure but ultimately decided to go to California Adventure. It was supposed to rain all day so I came prepared but in the end it only rained for a moment while we ate lunch. Luckily, the forecast did seem to scare people away. We had almost no wait for the rides. The girls loved the Cars ride. I liked that and Toy Story Mania. Eisley swears her favorite was Guardians of the Galaxy but I'm not sure if that's because she actually liked it or she just likes that she was brave enough to do it twice! The first time, we all did it and Kaybree cried the entire time. I had warned her even Jose was afraid of that ride. Kaybree was not at all interested in doing it again but Eisley wanted to and so we made it our last ride of the day, just me and her.

Eisley told me to share this picture with everyone we know. I was surprised how excited the girls were about meeting Anna and Elsa.




We saw Chewbacca, Rae, Kylo Ren and Storm Troopers. It was cool to see the characters out and about but they didn't stop for pictures.


Brendon could have spent all day in Star Wars Land

This was in line for the Millenium Falcon. Kaybree was mad she had to get out of line to come find me and Eisley after we went to get the blue milk. Then she ended up needing to go to the bathroom and cried for the ENTIRE wait! At the very top a nice worker took us back to the employee restroom and let us back into line so we didn't have to miss the ride.

Eisley met a resistance spy while we waited in line for our blue milk!








Benny the alpaca.







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