Anne’s friend and her awesome kids have returned home, we’re back to cooking for four instead of seven (I have no idea how you Mormons do it!) and our house is once again silent, except for the jingle of Ferris’s collar, and the hum of all my computer fans.
We had such a great time while they were here: we went to Disneyland on Thursday, California Adventure on Friday (Huge, huge, huge thank you’s go out to Eric, who signed our friends in both days, and Tom, who signed Ryan and Nolan in on Friday).
The kids hadn’t ever been to Disneyland before. The best part of the experience for me was watching their faces on The Haunted Mansion, or the Pirates of the Caribbean. I recalled how magical those rides were to me when I was a kid, and seeing the excitement and wonder play across their faces took me back to a time when pirates chased wenches, not plates of food.