The Happiest Place on Earth

I am lame.

Here I am in my hotel room by myself during my family vacation to Disneyland.

And even more lame than being in a hotel all alone, is the fact that I actually WANT to be here. 

I have been having fun, don't get me wrong, I am just having a hard time finding my inner child. 

My sister works for Disney. Specifically on the Jungle Cruise in Disneyworld.

She is a master at finding her inner chid.

She never gets sick of disney. 

Although my Dad, cousin Nick, and I are doing the best we can to keep up with Bri, (them more than me I'm ashamed to admit.) I am pretty sure she is wishing she had a more exciting group with her right now to enjoy the magic. 

Who can blame her? I am sitting in the hotel...

But after two days of lines, smells, rides, motion, people, walking, standing, eating, aching feet, ect. I am getting a little worn out. 

Not to mention the fact that because Nick and my dad snore. (Loudly. in unison.)

And the people in the room next to us are very loud at night, I am not getting very much sleep. 

Nothing kills my inner child faster than lack of sleep and aching feet. 

So here I am, taking a bubble bath, eating a blue berry muffin, and sitting on Facebook being LAME.  

And I am loving it. 

I have a new found respect for those 18 and older who can still manage to find their inner child. Kudos to you. 

As for me, I am going to stick to being lame. Don't judge me. 

Some pictures to prove I did leave this hotel room..

My inner child at it's best