So we planned a trip to DisneyLand a few months ago for the 5 of us to go. Well Shane decided that 4 days of DisneyLand, rollercoaster, and him just didn't mix in his current state. So off I went on this lovely adventure of me and the boys. They have been so excited to go. I lost count on how many timess Tyler asked, "How many more minutes until we leave?"
So off we went to the airport. Dylan and Dallas have only been on a plane on other time (last DisneyLand trip - 4 years ago) and Tyler has never been on one. So there were 52 million questions for everything from security and "Why do we have to take our shoes off?" to the airplane with "Can airplanes really crash?" But needless to say, they were pretty excited. They sounded like we were on a rollercoaster when we took off and landed...and they were LOUD on the plane. I kept having to tell them to talk quietly. So onto the taxi ride. I didn't realize they would think that was so cool. But WOW...they thought taxis were great. The taxi driver was great. He was from Italy and had a really cool accent. The boys were being crazy in the back and I kept telling them to settle down, but the taxi driver kept telling me that the kids are just fine...they are just excited. He was really cool.
So not realizing how exhausting traveling with 3 little boys was...I was very excited to get to the hotel. I was checking in with this "lovely" guy at the Embassy Suites. He told me that they didn't have any rooms left. I asked if he was joking. He wasn't. He told me that there was a computer gliche and they were overbooked. He told me that they could send us down to the Sheraton for one night and then we could come back tomorrow for the rest of our stay. Well I was the wrong person to mess with at that time. (Side note: The boys are running around the entrance being CRAZY!!) I went off on him and how he obviously didn't realize what it was like to travel alone with 3 kids and did he realize what I was going to have to do to move kids around and go back and forth from hotels. He just sat there. So I asked what he planned on doing about this. He offered a $50 voucher to their restaurant. I said, "WHAT? $50!!" He said, "Ok I can give you one for $100." I said, "Whatever!" So he told me that he would go get the paperwork to move us to the other hotel and be back. I was irate!! Dylan came over and asked what was wrong. I told him that we had to change hotels...he asked why...I said, "Because this hotel sucks!" (Yes I was mad!!) I said that just as the guy came around the corner. Well he told me that somehow they were able to find me a room. It is funny what people are able to do when you throw a fit.
But some guy named Chris Wirly will not be happy...there was a handwritten note in our room to him thanking him for coming and being a member of some honory Hilton something or other. Oops!!
Picture of the boys in the Atrium in the hotel

Dylan and I at Denny's for dinner