Whose House? Walt's House.

Here's one of the best things about being the Grown Ups: One random Thursday we can just say "screw it" to school and work and drive to Disneyland. Listen, I didn't say Mature, Responsible Grown Ups--I just said Grown Ups.

I've lived in LA my entire life and never seen Disneyland done up for Christmas. I wasn't about to let Dash suffer that same fate (the sacrifices we make so our children can enjoy more privileges than us, am I right?). It did not disappoint.

On our last visit I managed to distract them away from dragging me back onto the Tower of Terror.

This time I wasn't as lucky (I'm pretty sure they're mocking me here).

My favorite this about this picture is that every. single. other. person (including my 9 year old & that little kid in the front row on the left) is laughing and having a great time and I look like I'm about to literally die of horror.

I'd also never seen the Haunted Mansion done up for Halloween/Christmas. The outside is gorgeous, but I honestly prefer the old school version of the ride better.

God, every single detail is perfect. They made the Jungle Cruise into the Jingle Cruise.

We ended the night with a dinner at Flo's Cafe in Cars Land that was so much better than it had any right to be--seriously, I had a roasted vegetable and bulgur wheat bake that was like a vegetarian shepherd's pie and it was a fucking delight. Also, they serve wine there. It was a perfect day.