Yes, we finally caved, and went to Disneyland Paris. We were supposed to go in early April but Owen had his scalding incident and we had to postpone for the obvious reasons. Margot was a good sport about it (since we had been counting down the days for months) and finally, three weeks later, we boarded the EuroStar on our way to kiddie paradise.
I have to say I went with some skepticism, but both kids were ecstatic from the moment we arrived until the moment we left, 2.5 days later. Andy likened it to Vegas, a fun place to visit, but if you stay more than 36 hours, you start to freak out a little bit. Margot asked if we could move there.
Here are some pics.
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