So Jansen and I went to Disney on Ice with the Julia and Annie this past Thursday. There were a couple times when I started crying just a little. I don't know!? All that Disney magic is real I guess? Sometimes I think I am one of those girls who doesn't cry much, I want to be in CONTROL of myself, but then I remembered that I also cried recently just reading an email informing about a baptism in the ward and also cried a few days ago when Nate called to say he was going to be late getting home that night. Maybe I'm not so strong.
I also realized on this magical night what a shame it is that my children have not seen Beauty and the Beast, The Lion King, Toy Story, Aladdin, the pitifulness could go on forever. Maybe I am not the only bad mom who feels the guilt because I promptly went home and reserved The Lion King at the library but I am like number 112 on the reserve list. I also imported all my Disney CDs onto Itunes. I'm on way to redeeming myself.
Aren't they the cutest things on two legs?
Annie and I had such a good time watching the kids' reactions and eating our Skittles/Milk Duds/PB M&Ms/Swedish Fish.