Don't tell my kids -- it's a surprise! -- but we're driving down to Disneyland tomorrow. When we visited the Happiest (Money-Sucking) Place on Earth with our five-year-old last year, we had a great time seeing the park through his eyes. Of course, this year, we're also bringing our travel-unfriendly two-year-old, which terrifies me.
All kidding aside, it should be fun (albeit exhausting) to herd the boys through the park, and M and I certainly should be getting more than enough exercise rushing from attraction to attraction with two small children in tow. But I have a feeling I won't be finding lots of food at Disneyland that I'll actually want to eat. (I think I'll pass on the battered-and-fried Blue Bayou Monte Cristo sandwich, thankyouverymuch.) Looks like I'm just going to have to stick with the skewers at Bengal Barbecue in Adventureland. (And a pocket full of trail mix and beef jerky.)