Needless to say, hauling three children on a road trip is never a recipe for rest and relaxation, but seeing the little twinkle in their eyes when they see Mickey Mouse or Cinderella makes it all worth it. I love getting that feeling I used to get when I was a little girl whenever you walk in the park. Seeing it reflected in your children just intensifies it. You get that feeling that dreams really do come true, even if only for a day.
Speaking of rest, Disneyland is my idea of what heaven must be like, where everyone smiles at you, everyone is always happy, and it's always really clean even with a million people a year walking through it (my house never looks that clean and it's just us!). We always joke about spreading some of my ashes there. What better place than somewhere I have always had fond memories as a child and with my own children? Some place where everyone is always happy and at peace. That sounds like my kinda place. Whenever my children or grandchildren come to visit me they will always be happy. Of course, I could never really be spread there, but I just thought the idea of it was nice. Mark asked me if I was going to pick out a nice spot while we were there before we left on Monday morning and I laughed. Hope he isn't planning on bumping me off, I did just get my life insurance squared away ;)