Hey Walt, More the Kool-Aid please

Our latest trip to the happiest place on earth has done nothing but increase my desire for (almost) all things Disney. We buzzed down last Wednesday to spend Hazel's 9th birthday. Secretly, I'm thankful that no one takes us up on our offer to tag along, because I go early, go hard and stay late. I'm like a sorority girl on a mission. I'm not leaving with out the mouse. To put it mildly, this trip I got lucky. Not only did we get picked to be Guest Performers in Tiana's Showboat Jubilee but we also managed to secure VIP seating for the opening night of California Adventure's electrical parade. For every minute since we left, I've had to bite my tongue to not start yapping about planning our next trip. My retirement plan now includes the possibility of becoming a Fairy Godmother cast member.

Here's the girls at the entrance. They're impressed, because this tree looking strikingly similar to the one in our living room.

We always ride Space Mountain first. Notice how no one else is in our car? That's because I open the park. Here we are at 7:03 am.

People are always leaving backpacks lying around, if you get lucky you might find one with a wallet full of cash -cause those little umbrellas will run you close to $20 each.

Here's the afore mentioned Tiana's Showboat Jubilee when we were mere spectators.

And here are the girls as the stars of the show. Hold all autographs please.

Hazel asked me if I thought she wore a wig.

Somebody is still trying to get out of the carpool lane. Should have worn high heels.

I tried to force the girls THREE times to ride the Maliboomer. The first time we left the line because someone had to go potty. After that, not once but TWICE the ride malfunctioned and required a restart. I took it as a sign that we shouldn't be shot 180 feet into the air.

Aunt Tracie drove 50 miles, which in LA can take you over three hours, to meet us for dinner, It's A Small World, Big Thunder Railroad, fireworks and the accompanying impromptu holiday snowstorm.

We ended the adventure by trying to capture an image worthy of BedJump.com. I've got great kids, I need a better camera.