You see, as a child Aaron grew up the second of five preacher's kids that lived far away from their grandparents. So when they did get vacations, it was usually to go see family. I on the other hand, lived right next to all of my family pretty much, but because I have a mentally retarded sister and at the time my paraplegic grandmother lived with us and my dad is a farmer who worked all summer and was only off in the winter when we were in school, my family never really took family vacations. Don't get me wrong - my parents sent us kids lots of amazing places. I have been snow skiing, to Chicago, to Washington D.C., to England, to France, and to Italy just to name some of the places. But never did we have the opportunity for "family vacations" all together. I don't believe I suffered one iota from that, but part of me just feels really determined that Aaron and I are going to make family vacation memories with our kids while we have the opportunity. Luckily for me, my husband usually eventually goes along with all my schemes, so Christmas morning my kids opened a box from us filled with disney clothes, movies, pins and an itinerary.
Now I know that many of you have been before so feel free to pass on the following 736 photos I am about to post, but I just couldn't control myself when trying to decide what pics to put on here. Some are cute, some are terrible, and one is just plain embarrassing. (it won't be hard to figure out which one) And even though ya'll don't care about these so much - my mama reads this thing and she does.