So Disneyland was everything we’d hoped for. We started our first day accidentally pulling out in front of someone on our way into the parking garage and got a half eaten bologna-on-white-bread sandwich chucked on to the hood of our car. It was awesome.

Day 1 was over 100 degrees F.

On the bright side, though, the lines were short and since we were spending two days we could move at a slow pace and not stress.

And we actually wound up having a great time. I think you definitely prove something to yourselves as a family if you can get through Disneyland without wanting to divorce your spouse or give your child up for adoption. We honestly had a ton of fun together. I shouldn’t be surprised — Thor and I have always traveled well together and Quinn is a fun kid — but this was Disneyland. The Happiest Place on Earth where parents yell at children and wives snap at husbands and husbands swear at wives and children whine and cry. But not the Mullers. Oh no, we may have gotten beamed by the remains of someone’s white trash lunch but we laughed so hard I nearly peed my pants. Especially when Thor twittered: “arrived at Disneyland. An irate driver threw a half-eaten baloney sandwich at us”. Somehow it just seemed like the perfect welcome.

And can you stand the cuteness?

Quinn was about the only boy with dozens and dozens of little girls tricked out in full princess gear to stand in line and meet THE PRINCESSES and attend the Princess Coronation Ball. Thank you very much.

At least when asked he claims Pirates of the Caribbean was his favorite ride.

Bottom line: I actually had so much fun being there as a mom that I surprise myself by saying I look forward to going back. And now that Quinn has drunk the kool-aid that is Disney he’s sure to be clamoring for more.