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His name is Touche. I am going to bring him places with me and take pictures. It's funny! My mom bought him for me when we were at CVS getting medicine and left him in by bed the day they left for the airport.... precious. I miss them.

Happiest Place On Earth

We got into Disneyland for free yesterday. It was great! I don't think we've paid for a ticket to Disneyland ever since we've moved to Indiana and visited... Awesome. This time we went with the Hughes's, a family from the Orange Grace church we've known, well, forever. It was a blast. We rode rollercoasters, ate lots of food, and even bought light up Mickey ears. Grand. Around 6 or 7pm we all started to get hungry, but we didn't want to pay for the expensive food in the park again, so we walked across the street to a McDonalds for cheap food. Ha. We walked back and saw the new World of Color show... INCREDIBLE. It was such a fun day. 

Now, onto the funny part. While we were watching the WoC show, Nick got SUPER tired. Basically the rest of the night was a blur for him. We decided we would see the fireworks, go on a few more rides, and then go home. We walked from California Adventure to Indiana Jones (not too far) and from there we were going to see It's A Small World all lit up for Christmas. After we went on Indiana Jones, Nick plopped on a bench and said, literally (he doesn't remember this) "go without me. I'm pooping out." HA. Baby. 

So the rest of us went on and had a fantastic time riding some small children rides, frolicking around the park, and taking funny pictures. All without Nick. He saw all the pictures up today and said "where the heck and I?!" and my response was, "pooping out on your bench." Hahahaha... poor kid. We had a blast, even without him. Sorry kid. 

Our little family of 3, haha.

From Nick: While everyone was frolicking about, I was on a bench. The first couple of minutes, I laid my head on the bench and lapsed into a mini-coma. I then stared around the park, shooting people furtive glances as they stared at me with contempt. Yes, I did look homeless. I didn't see a problem with that. It was then when my legs began to ache. I thought the pain in my calves was going to become unbearable, so I resorted to texting my father with what little strength I had left. He then came rushing back to the bench where I currently resided and saw my pathetically crumpled body lying where they left me. He hugged me and I started to cry a little bit. It was really sorta pathetic. So much for the happiest place on earth.