The first time…
My wife & I are planning another trip to Walt Disney World in March. We went a couple of years ago when the kids were 4 & 2, so we figured now would be the best time to go back. But we’ve decided to keep the trip a secret for two reasons…
First, it will be a great surprise! I can’t wait to see their faces once we tell them where we are going!
Two…I don’t have to answer the question, “When are we going to Walt Disney World?” 8,892,654 times before we actually step foot on the plane!
So we have the trip all planned. I got the plane tickets, my wife booked the hotel. All is good. And this week, 2 of our best friends are down in Florida with their kids, soaking up the sunshine and visiting Mickey & Friends. Today, my wife powered up ye old laptop and our friends had posted pictures from their trip. And included were pictures of their daughter at the Bippity Boppity Boutique! If you have never heard of this boutique, then you are obviously a male with no little girls in your life. Because EVERY girl from the age of 3 to 12 has heard of this boutique! They get their hair done and makeup and they get pretty sparkles added to their hair and a dress and all kinds of girly things! OH THE JOY! And Katie looks like she just had a complete BLAST getting all of the attention! She just looks SO CUTE with her hair and makeup all done! Don’t you think so Ava?
(Now…picture Ava GLARING at the pictures with a frown SO big that I swear you would have thought we had hung her upside down from a tree in our backyard)
Oooookay…uh…wanna go buy a butterfly shirt at the mall?
(Still not smiling, but she shakes her head “yes”)
“Okay then…off we go!”
And off we went. 3 shirts, 2 pair of pants, lunch at McDonalds and a ride on the mall carousel and the smile was back. Talk about JEALOUS! Thankfully, Steph has already booked Ava’s time at the Boutique. God knows I wouldn’t want to go and NOT have her get HER hair and makeup and sparklies and such! I would NEVER live THAT down! Holy CRAP!
All I can say is…I can’t WAIT til she’s 12. That just might be the death of me…and my credit.