As I type, I am sitting in the very exciting Houston airport. The first thing I will note is that Houston makes you pay almost EIGHT BUCKS for their wifi for just 24 hours, while Orlando has free wifi, at least in the part of their airport that has NOT been remodeled. Yes, I paid that much just to use my wifi. But I am on a layover, and the impulse to blog and check Myface was TOO tempting.
I spent two very magical days in the magical place where they have magical sunshine to help grow their magical rainbows and unicorns. That's right, Disneyworld. My feet have still not forgiven me for it. 
The Castle.
The princesses.
Baby Girl, in her princess dress. She could totally show those princess how to work that gown. This is taken after Christmas, not in Disneyland. I feel like Alice would want me to clarify that the few pieces of clutter on the ground behind her were recently placed there by Baby Girl, and that the room is not as messy as it might look. Just so you know.
The way I know I came back to the hotel from the Magic Kingdom not a moment too soon is that I got into the elevator, waited for the doors to close, and then found myself wondering why the car wasn't moving. After a minute. A minute of standing there. Thinking about my room. And not moving towards it.
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