Disturbed (But Laughing)

First of all:  A very happy birthday to my baby brother!  (Not that he actually reads my blog, but I'm thinking of him!)

This time of year is not my favorite.  In fact, I think the entire month of January is just some bizarre form of torture and it's misery leaks out at both ends.  Part of my bad opinion is that my birthday is in January.  I don't like my birthday.  And I don't see why my mom couldn't have stayed pregnant for an additional fifty days so that I only had to have a birthday every four years.  I'm sure she would love that suggestion!

I consciously try to seek out fun and happy things this time of year.  I decided that we could take a family trip to Disneyland for my birthday.  My husband got the time off of work and the hotel rates are at their lowest, so we could afford it.  Hooray! 

Except...

Except that my six year old doesn't want to go.  As in he would rather stay home and go to school and do homework instead of go to Disneyland.  How bizarre is that?  Where did I go wrong with him?  He's also the one that saw this and said, "That looks like Dad!"

Er...okay.  Not that I don't think my husband looks fabulous brandishing a sword, but he doesn't usually wear all black and the epee isn't really his sword.  He's more of a claymore (or even a katana) type of guy. 

Still, it did make me laugh.


And speaking of laughter, much to the entertainment of my mother's side of the family, my two year old drank apple juice mixed with Sprite and said, "This tastes like milk."

I don't know what kind of milk he's been drinking.  I honestly don't.

In other news, I went and saw The Princess and the Frog again yesterday.  A friend and I took our daughters out for a girls' day.   I really like the movie.  I think they did some clever things and it's nice to see Disney have a strong female lead (other than Mulan, of course).  So go see the movie.  It's lots of fun!