Written on 28 September 2014 (Sunday) MDT
ANAHEIM, CALIFORNIA – It’s 11:00 a.m. and the twins are asleep in their respective strollers. I’m standing in between them in a small park just outside Radiator Springs Racers ride in Disney California Adventure.
Jeff insisted on taking this one after four slow rides which the children were allowed to go (Monsters, Inc. Mike and Sulley to the Rescue! in Hollywood Land and Francis’ Ladybug Boogie, Flik’s Flyers and Heimlich’s Chew Chew Train in “a bug’s land”). Radiator Springs Racers is Cars-themed ride that allows you to go on a road trip to Radiators Spring and race another car. Jeff just can’t wait to be in it. He has to do it alone while I watch the kids. He will then come back with a pass called Ride Switch which he will give to me so I can take the ride too.
It’s a festival of strollers in here with kids drinking (juice or milk), screaming, crying, whining, sleeping. We’ve been lucky. The twins didn’t cry or kick their feet. At least, not yet. They have been mostly compliant – Nick even clapped his hands when I told him were getting on a caterpillar train. Toni and I went on the ladybug ride where she was not allowed to sit on my lap. She actually took a seat on her own and smiled when the ride started. But like me, she is quite hard to impress, her eyebrows met and gave me the look that said: “Is that it?”
I know exactly what to bring to survive Disney. I packed two sets of clothes each for Nick and Toni, 14 diapers, four bottles of milk, two bottles of apple juice, a liter of distilled water to make more milk later, 24 scoops of milk divided into eight containers for easier preparation, baby wipes, two towelletes, some cookies, baby powder, Vicks babyrub, tissue, eyeliner, face powder and my Revlon lipstick.
Why in the world did I bring the last three items in the orange backpack? Because taking care of kids can turn you into an ugly version of your pretty self. I don’t want to be “ugly stressed”; if that happens, and it does happen, I want to make sure I’m “pretty stressed”. I wear dangling earrings too. Dangerous, my Mom quipped. But really, I don’t mind. They just make me feel extra pretty. Only Nick attempted to take them away at least twice but after that, he didn’t dare do it. No, I won’t discuss in this entry what I did to let him know who’s boss.
I am the “just-in-case” Mom. Aside from what you can find in the baby bag, I also brought along additional diapers, additional baby wipes, and additional bottles of water- all these are left in the car. I keep extras of this and that…just in case.
This is our second Disneyland visit (well, three since the twins had their birthday celebrated on Hong Kong Disney twice) as a family. This is our third as a couple. We have a thing about Disney, obviously. We hope to visit more in the near future. The twins are enjoying this one (California) more than Hong Kong and that’s because they are quite older to appreciate the rides and the attractions. I can’t wait when they’re three or five years old when they know the Disney characters. Antoinette will surely want to wear a princess costume. It’ll be so much fun for them while Jeff will shake his head as he hands out the debit card.
In the background, I can hear people screaming in excitement, while I am getting bored for Jeff to come back so I can cut pass the long line and experience the thrill of the fast life inside a red or a yellow car.
He should be here in a minute or I’ll kick, pout and scream the way Antoinette does it.
Twins are waking up. Back to Mommy work.
