On Wednesday, we had our final hurrah at Disneyland, before our pass is blocked out for the summer. We had to wait for Ian to come home from school (he's been in "staff development" for the past 7 days but tomorrow is his first official day of summer!) and Ruthie to wake up from her nap, but when she did, we hit the road for the Magic Kingdom. We invited my parents and had such a great time, riding a few rides, eating dinner at the Hungry Bear and walking around the Happiest Place on Earth.
But early in our trip, we had a slight hiccup. Ian was carrying Ruthie in the Bjorn and I had put on her little Robeez, these awesome tiny leather shoes my mom bought for her at Nordstrom. They are da-har-ling on her. =) Ian asked me if I thought they would stay on and I assured him that they would. Fast forward less than ten minutes, as we're just about to approach Pirates of the Caribbean, and Ian says, "Ruthie only has one shoe on." Okay, ten points to Daddy for being right. So all four of us retrace all our steps, hoping to find a tiny white shoe. Alas, no luck.
On the way out, in a vain hope, we go to the Lost and Found, where they tell us they haven't seen it yet, but we could fill out a form and they would let us know if they find it. We were both pretty sure it was a waste of time, but we filled the sheet out and left our address.
And guess what came in the mail yesterday? Yep, a tiny white shoe. Can you believe it? Now that is customer service. Even though we were irresponsible and left our belongings there, they go through the trouble to match it up with the owner and mail it back to you on THEIR dime. Very impressive.
Don't you just love Disneyland? We will miss you, oh land of churros, rides, music and customer service. Until September...
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