(Look at grandpa's face:)
So much to do . . . so little time.
Even with fires raging in southern California, we couldn't stay away from Disneyland. Just before the kids let out for fall break, we flew into smokey L.A. for some grandma/grandpa and Disneyland time. Ryan had to stay and see the opening of the new hospital, so I managed the trip alone. Luckily grandpa braved three days at the Magic Kingdom with me, while grandma stayed home with Aly while Aly overcame the stomach flu--at least she got two days of Disney in.



