Anyway, we're just back from a trip to Disneyland Paris with the 3 littlest ones (Ben is in Cuba at the moment with my Mum and Dad!)
We decided not to tell the boys we were going. We woke them up on Monday morning and gave them their suitcases and told them we were going on a holiday.... One very long (about 9 hours in total) journey later, we arrived at the Davy Crockett Ranch, which is the furthest Disney hotel (hence driving rather than going by eurostar) We checked in and the boys thought the cabin was amazing! Had dinner, watched some Disney Junior in French then had an early night ready for the next day (which the boys had no clue about!)....
On the Eurotunnel
Hiding in the wardrobe!
Snuggles on the sofa <3
Mickey Toiletries!
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