Cousins Do Disney 2014 Part 3

I’ve totally dropped the ball on posting from our Disney trip. And while probably only the people in my family really care about these posts, I still want them documented. Last week Tess said “Aunt Ehhhhwin (in a drawn out Southern drawl that cannot be replicated), I need my piiiikchas from my Diiiisney twip so I can make MY BOOK (she always shouts the last two words of her sentences. Adorable.)! She’s right. Girlfriend needs her book. My mom makes a book from every trip that we do (Disney or beach) and we all enjoy looking at them years later. Tess and Caroline need their book. So onward we go in the Cousins Do Disney saga…

This was a really good day. In fact, in my (crazy obsessed with Disney planning OCD) opinion, this was our best day. We made it to Hollywood Studios about thirty minutes before the park opened and like all good Disney goers do, headed straight for Toy Story Mania. We were rewarded with a job well done when we nearly walked on the ride. Success.

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These three were partners in crime this trip.

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Journaling. How she spent any time when we were waiting. Here she’s waiting on the brave boys to ride Tower of Terror. Girlfriend is brave, but not Tower of Terror brave.

Slaps while the little cousins were in Playhouse Disney. Or whatever it’s called now. When my babies were babies it was Playhouse Disney.

I think they liked it. Cuties!!

Because why wouldn’t you douse yourself in water when the opportunity presents itself?

Collin was picked to be in the movie for the Backlot Tour! So fun!

More water dousing…

Boys and their Boom Boom in their Columbia shirts (from Tomlinsons, Y’all!). Three peas in a pod.

Obviously this is the part of the ride where they sacrifice fluffy kittens right in front of the children. Oh, Tess and Caroline. These pics will most definitely make a comeback when you are seniors in high school.

After we completed Hollywood Studios we hauled it on over to the Magic Kingdom for a few rides before our dinner with the Fab Five.

Three babies rode their first roller coaster!! Goofy’s Barnstormer!

Dumbo!

Goofballs trying to avoid the camera.

Okay, I have no idea what on earth we were thinking, but we waited an HOUR to ride the Little Mermaid ride?!? Clearly a momentary lapse in judgement. But it provided plenty of opportunity for…

Thumb Wars…

Silly faces…

and naps.

We accidentally caught the parade…

and then walked over to the Contemporary for supper with Mickey and friends. The theme of the trip for these two (and Collin) was bunny ears and photo bombing. (Collin didn’t participate in the bunny ears. But I am quite certain there are a few hundred photo pass pictures from the week we were there with my dear husband’s goofy grin somewhere in the background. He got pretty good at it, actually.)

I love these boys.

Chef Mickey’s!!!

Baby woke up.

Big one fell asleep.

More journaling.

The three big girls decided they wanted a picture together.

Then Tate decided he wanted to give the photo a little dose of testosterone. The girls were clearly thrilled with that idea.

Tess started the train…

and then our party was called!! Hallelujah! Food!!

This was just so much fun. I loved seeing all of them with the characters.

Y’all. Clara Beth Smith critiqued EVERY. SINGLE. SIGNATURE. I am not kidding. You’ll even see that tomorrow she REWRITES Snow White’s signature! Mercy!

He’s done. He’s over the characters. It makes me sad. This, my friends, is why the whole “I’ll wait until they’re old enough to remember it.” argument against taking little ones to Disney doesn’t hold a candle with me. Don’t get me wrong, he still loves this place and I know he will until the day he dies. But certain parts of it have lost their magic for him, and I will ALWAYS treasure my memories of my Baby Mak at Disney.