It’s official, he’s the fun one
The one thing I really regretted about travelling to Toronto last week was that I was going to miss bringing V to the Disney on Ice show. I’d bought the tickets about a month ago, but had not told her yet as I wanted it to be a SUPER-DUPER SURPRISE!! (yes, that’s how it sounds in my mind).
This was good in a way because if she didn’t know we had plans then this trip wouldn’t have changed them. Changed plans are a BIG deal these days, usually involving lots of drama and tears (for everyone).
I unfortunately don’t have pictures yet, but from the very excited Skype convo Thursday night I can tell you that not only was the show a hit, (with V attending in a princess dress and tiara) but the $15 cotton candy, the $12 sno cone in a tinkerbell cup, the Mickey ears and the $17 light-up princess wand were a SMASH! Seriously.
Given the haul, and knowing I’d never have bought all that super fun stuff, I think hubby has just won himself the title of permanent official escort.
One day this blog will have a snazzy name 
We managed to escape without buying any of those crazy things, thank goodness, and Z. is still talking about how wonderful the show wa.
Yep, I couldn’t believe it. At least we’ve pointed out who scrooge is in our family. And V’s still over the moon, and I don’t think it’s all sugar.
We had a fantastic time too!!! And now I know why the prices weren’t listed anywhere…holy cow that is some expensive sugar 😉
It was crazy! But hubby did point out that we’ll go spend that ($15) on coffee, and she’ll probably get more enjoyment out of the wand. I hate it when he makes sense.