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Disneyland 2004, Day 2: Sea-Dwelling Princesses Really Know Their Swimwear

The day began with breakfast at the Carnation Cafe, which is tucked away in a little alcove about half way down Main Street USA. The Carnation Cafe is one of the best places to eat in the park and yet, surprisingly, given its heavily-trafficked location, you can almost always get a table. I had Oscar’s Scramble (with Oscar himself visiting our table just as we were leaving to make sure that everything was up to snuff) while my sister Amy and her husband Sam had the Croissant Benedict.

(Like last year, we’re here with my sister Amy, her husband Sam, and their kids, Isabel and Henry.)

Our first princess of the day was Ariel, who maintains a grotto adjacent to the Matterhorn. (Which, geographically speaking, isn’t really feasible, but at Disneyland you tend to let things like that slide.)

Zoë, Ariel, Isabel, and Emma
Zoë, Ariel, Isabel, and Emma

When you have kids, one of the things you really come to appreciate about Disneyland is the tremendous job the Disney “characters” do. No matter how long they’ve been there signing autographs and having their picture taken, they always take time and really focus on each child. All of them are great, but occasionally you’ll get someone who’s especially “on.”

I still remember a Cruella DeVille we met at Disney’s California Adventure two years ago. Our brief little photo/autograph interaction lasted maybe two minutes, but it was a masterpiece of villainous sneers, raised eyebrows, and snide asides. It wasn’t until we looked at her autograph later that we saw the little bonus she’d left us. On each page of the girls princess autograph books there were line drawings of various Disney princesses and Cruella had taken the liberty of “decorating” the princesses on the page she’d signed by drawing a handlebar mustache on Snow White, giving Belle a pair of glasses and a goatee, and adding a big scar to Sleeping Beauty’s forehead.

Well, when we visited with Ariel this morning, she asked each of the girls their name and then referred to each of them by name at least once during the rest of the conversation. As she signed each autograph book, she took the time to ask each girl a couple of questions (“What kingdom are you from?” What ride are you most looking forward to going on?”), listened attentively to their answers, and responded with sometimes lengthy answers of her own. All of it perfectly in character.

But halfway through signing Zoë’s book Ariel looked up and noticed that Zoë was wearing a T-shirt that featured Hello Kitty riding atop a leaping dolphin. Then, without skipping a beat, she said:

“You know, I have many dolphin friends, and yet I don’t think I’ve ever seen Hello Kitty riding one in a two-piece.”

Perhaps you had to be there but, in context, it was the funniest line of the day. Leave it to a fashion-conscious, adolescent, sea-dwelling princess to notice Hello Kitty’s swimwear.

Disneyland 2004, Day 1: All Business

We set out this morning on our yearly pilgrimage to The Happiest Place on Earth. The Annual Passports that we purchased on last year’s trip expire on the 17th, so we’re sneaking one more trip under the wire.

We were all business today; up at dawn and on the road, stopping for nothing but bathroom breaks and meals. After checking into the hotel we had just enough time for a bracing (read blue-lips frigid) dip in the pool, after which the girls collapsed into bed…and I’m about to do the same.

More tomorrow.

But since I feel guilty about not posting anything for quite a while and then leaving you hanging until tomorrow, let me give you two things to ponder until then:

  • Is this where you go after you’ve graduated from The High School Academy of Academy High School?

  • Is “Hardware and Outdoor Living” really the most appropriate category for this?

Flower Girls

The Flower Girls
The Flower Girls

Emma and Zoë had the opportunity to act as flower girls at Charles’ and Ashley’s wedding up at Alta this past weekend. Never having been a flower girl before, Emma spent the week worrying about proper flower girl protocol. (“Where will I walk? Where will I stand? Will I have to say anything? I’ll need to practice, won’t I?”) Zoë just wanted to know if she got to throw flower petals. (She did.) They did a beautiful job and, as you can see, they looked beautiful, too.

Emma w/Floral Garland Headpiece
Emma w/Floral Garland Headpiece
Zoë w/Floral Garland Headpiece
Zoë w/Floral Garland Headpiece

Jesus Doesn’t Love Him

Here’s the picture:

Jesus Doesn't Love Him

And here’s the conversation that accompanied it:

Zoë: Hey, Dad, here’s a picture I drew for you in Sunday School.

Me: Zoë, I can’t help but notice that everyone in the picture is smiling except for this one little boy. Why is he frowning?

Zoë: He’s sad because Jesus doesn’t love him.

Me: But…um…Zoë…Jesus loves everyone.

She just looked at me and shrugged her shoulders like there was nothing she could do about it. Jesus didn’t love him…and that was that.