It's schlepping bags and strollers and packing and unpacking and trying to work it all around nap times and feeding schedules and then by the time you sort of get the hang of it, it's time to go home and get everyone back into their regular schedules and routines.
Now before my sweet mother reads this and gets upset and thinks we had a terrible time...(I know you, mom)...It was still fun. It was exhausting, but fun. Charlotte loved all the rides, and meeting her favorite characters. I'm just a bossy control-freak (please pretend to be suitably shocked) and constantly worry about the girls being too hot, too cold, too hungry, too tired, too this, too that. I'm trying to work on it.
But see, look. Proof of a family vacation.
And by the time we get ready to go again we will have magically forgotten all the tired, cranky parts
and just remember
almost coming to blows with my husband over the best way to fold up a stroller in front of lots of staring people the fun parts :)