Broken Promises
I promised myself I would never pay to go into a Disney park ever again.
Cost too much, for not enough. I love roller coasters, but much of the Disney stuff is very dated.
I broke that promise today. But it was worth it. I was with my godson who is 5. Who laughed and giggled his way through the whole thing.
So I will go back, when my nephew is 5. But only for him.
Highlight of the day: Brad lost his camera. Went to lost and found to find out it had been returned. We have no idea who found the camera, but we know what they look like. They took a picture of themselves with the camera.
Very classy.