McCade's fav's

McCade loves to be Matt's "buddy". The reason this trip was so much fun for him could be because he got to hold Matt's hand 8 hours a day for 6+ days.

McCade's pants kept falling down because they were so wet. He said, "Whose pants are falling down? Raise your hand."

That radiant smile is because he is having a cupcake for breakfast, complete with chocolate Mickey topper and enough sugar filled icing to meet his quota for the day.

"Dad, we are buddies, huh?"

"I MISS MY BUDDY! Call Dad and ask him to come home. When is the next "Daddy stay home day?" McCade cried the day after we got home.

McCade checking out the ocean from our hotel room in San Diego. (I thought he looked a little like Peter Pan, hands on hips, seeing all he could see)
I know it's a horrible picture of a picture, (this isn't the one we bought) but check out the expression on McCade's face. He was so amazing on all the rides. He is an adrenaline junky already.

He LOVED getting wet. He didn't even cover up when we were in the Soak Zone at Sea World, he walked straight into the ocean nearly to his waist, he sat as far forward as they would let him on Splash Mountain (one of his only meltdowns on the whole trip was because he was so far towards the back one time on Splash.) A couple of times he was literally soaked through and through. He never complained. All he said was, "I love getting wet!" (with that cute little grin on his face.)