I can't imagine a better place to be with kids for Christmas than DisneyWorld. Michael brought the boys down for five nights. Naturally, the first couple of days, Orlando was having unseasonably cold weather, with highs in the 50s. That's mighty cold when the sun goes down and the parades and fireworks start. But before the boys went home, we finally got some highs in the 70s, and they could go home bragging about how warm it was, just as we had promised. Unfortunately, we never were able to find Joey a palm tree with coconuts in it. He couldn't believe they were really palm trees unless he could see coconuts!
Of course, Disney doesn't have a monopoly on Orlando (though it feels that way). We managed to squeeze in a helicopter ride, a nice drive to the beach, and on one of our exploratory drives, we came across BigFoot!
