My mom bought a Minnie Mouse sweatshirt for Emmeline last summer & promised Alisa she would take Emmeline to Disneyland in the fall. After my sister's death just a few days after buying the sweatshirt, clothes were boxed up and all plans of taking Emmeline to Disneyland just kind of disappeared.
Early last week my mom was cleaning out her closet when she came across that same pink Minnie sweatshirt. In tears she told my dad she needed to keep her promise to Alisa-- one of the last promises she made to my sister.
Two days later we were in the car for our girls trip to Disneyland. How cool and spontaneous is this lady?! I'm so impressed by my mom daily. I want to be just like her! I mean, who rocks prescription sunglasses and gray hair quite like Mara Lizzz?
25 and 22 years old and guess who still got front seat? TYPICALLL
We visited the JELLY BELLY FACTORY on the way down to Southern California. I loved this place as a kid and loved it even more as an auntie. Seeing the world through a three-year-old's eyes is pretty amazing and pretty exhausting.
We made it to Anaheim late Wednesday night. I promptly got into bed on a (wonderful?) couch bed and pretended to sleep so I could eavesdrop on my mom and auntie's gossip. #realtalk
Disneyland the next day was fantastic. But I mean, does Disney ever do anything that isn't fantastic? Nope. They don't!
Huge thank you to my aunt and uncle for letting us crash their family vacation!
I even met up with my high school bff who now lives in Southern California. I seriously want her life--she goes to Disneyland like twice a week!
The magic of Disneyland definitely still exists.
After our whirlwind day with about 1,000,000 of our closest friends, we drove home the next day. A certain Daddy and Papa were anxious for their girls to get home to them.
You may have noticed Emmeline's little pink sweatshirt in some of the pictures. Knowing that Alisa was there when my mom bought that sweatshirt made the day at Disneyland even more special. I like to think Alisa heard Emmeline squealing on the tea cups and yelling at Morgan "I'm tirsty!" several times during the day. :)
Sure missed our last girl on this girls' trip. And that's the truth!