It's early and everyone is all smiles because we're already almost through our first line.
And just a short time later we boarded our submarine. Instead of the old boring ride through the coral reefs, we went in search of some little critter named Nemo.
Little Craig took Poppy for a spin on Autopia, still a kid-favorite.
Abigail was the pilot of our Rocket Ship. (you can tell she's the pilot because she's the one wearing the space helmet.)
We thought we had found a quiet corner for lunch, only to find out we were on the front row of the Star Wars stage. Abigail found them a little loud.
But then she found Minnie and all was right with the world again.
Everyone likes a rollercoaster...
...some just like it more than others, huh Brooke?
Abigail gets into the merry-go-round like Brooke gets into the rollercoaster.
Next morning we beat everybody to the line for Space Mountain.
Then we did the FastPass for Indiana Jones. We were cruising.
Abigail was checking each ride off on her list, Delaney was just happy to be there.
Honey, honey everywhere, but no Winnie the Pooh.
The Haunted Mansion was done up special for Halloween outside and Christmas inside.
By mid-morning we were already to the front of the line for Pirates of the Caribbean, which has morphed into a hunt for Captain Jack Sparrow (a big kid's Where's Waldo.)
Having done all the bigger rides, we headed for Fantasyland, first pausing for the Disneyland Band and Mickey.
Chris and Craig in front of the mighty Matterhorn.
We are about to be swallowed by the menacing whale (note the sheer terror on Brooke's face.)
They couldn't get real seats so Tootsie and the kids had to ride in the Monkey Car.
Tootsie and Abigail on Dumbo (again, no doubt who the pilot is.)
A beautiful, sunny afternoon in southern Cal.
Poppy taking his turn with Delaney, such a little sweetie.
The lines in Fantasyland were longer than others, but still not bad at all.
We call him Deadpan Craig, too cool to show his excitement.
Mr. Potato Head entertained us in the line for Toy Story Mania.
Toy Story Mania is a shooting gallery on steroids. If you're going to Disneyland, don't miss this one (though you might since it's next door in California Adventure.)
Near the end of the day we headed to A Bug's Land...
where we suddenly were shrunken smaller than the plants...
and rode about on a caterpillar.
Craig took Poppy for another spin.
It looks like a ladybug, but it's still the Tea Cups (spin it! spin it! faster! faster!)
And a final ride in a discarded applesauce cup. Ah, a bug's life.
Everybody anxiously awaiting the start of the Handy Manny Show. (hey, I never heard of him either, and I thought we were supposed to avoid these stereotypes of immigrants in menial jobs, but the kids couldn't wait to see it.)
Here's the photo of the day, the pure joy of Disneyland on her sweet little face.
We had a wonderful two days at the "Happiest Place on Earth," still going strong after 53 years.
