Well, here we are on the eve of our big Princess Vacation in Disneyland and I can't help but wonder if my girls will forget the Princess stuff and go for the dirt. By the way I'm sneaking onto my Sis-In-Law's computer while she's out.
We had a blast with the Emily and kids and all the other relatives in Sacramento. I couldn't help but notice of all the fun things to do - my girls kept going for the dirt. In Emily's backyard I kept taking the shovel away from Princess because she wanted to dig for treasure. She was positive her shovel had hit something solid just a few centimeters below the surface. Treasure!
I think each of my girls went through three changes of clothes on sunday alone because they loved playing outside so much.
Who can blame them - they come from the land of mud. Where we live you can only play in the dirt maybe 3 months out of the entire year. I hear from my Prince Erik that it's nearly flooded our home town yet again. Seems I left in the nick of time.
Then again it could be some of my Farmgirl genetics did rub off on them. I can't tell you how good it feels to pull weeds each spring. But that feeling is momentary and usually goes away within a couple of days.
Monday we went to this amazing children's park with our Sacramento cousins. Way above anything we have in our town. I was having fun walking around with the kids but after a little bit of slides and swings they headed for the sandbox and didn't leave until I dragged them away all grumpy and dirty. All three of them spent the majority of their time playing in the sand. Princess didn't have any excavating equipment so she took off her shoes and used them to haul her sand around. And once Hope saw what Princess was doing she had to do the same. I don't know how they keep doing it.
It's making me rethink them wearing their white Princess Academy clothes to Disneyland tomorrow morning. We will try and see the princess's but who know's maybe that dirt magnet will be to strong of a pull. We will have to wait and see...