Christmastown is pretty much the most magical place on earth, there are trees, lights & more holiday decor than you could ever dream of. There’s Christmas music playing (& even carolers, dressed up ones, singing them!), animals, and way too much delicious food, all perfect for the season. It’s basically everything your festive little heart could ever want. And more. The girls looooved it and we loved experiencing it with them.
|My Dress, Avalon’s Shorts, Waverly’s Dress|
And with all that being said, I know other mamas (and dads!) can relate, trips like these are so very worth it, but also hard work. We chose to go that day because of the unseasonably warm weather, yet obviously, so did the rest of the state. It was packed, ridiculously packed, and trying to get two different strollers through the park was pretty much the biggest pain ever. Almost as much as waiting in long lines with a toddler & a baby. One of which was TWO HOURS, to see Santa, and of course once we made it Waverly was so exhausted and over it, she refused to sit.
At least Avalon was entertained. 😉
So we were feeling very thankful. For Glamma, for my little brother, and (maybe mostly?!), for the ten dollar beers. And most of all, for the sweet memories that we wouldn’t trade for the world.