Adventures in Puppyhood and Face Paint

The morning started out with a difficult decision: what do we do with Bowie?
I mean... why doesn't Disney allow puppies?? Bowie would LOVE Disneyland!

I don't care what people say... Having a puppy is ALMOST like having a child
I will totally delete this post when I have kids

We ended up having a "boarding" trial run while we spent the day at Disneyland. We figured, we will have to board her sooner or later, and it would be best to try it while we will still be close... so we did.

And I asked Mason about 17 times "Do you think Bowie is okay????"
He finally stopped answering me and just gave me the "...if you ask me one more time" look.

Turns out, she is a natural! First thing the lady said to me when I picked her up:
"She did great! She didn't even poop in her crate!"
Proud mama right here! I left the doggie shop and yelled to San Diego
"MY DOG DIDN'T POOP IN HER CRATE!! DO YOU HEAR ME??"

On another note, Disneyland was spectacular! Best part of the day was when this happened:

It just so happened that a woman walked by with her two little kiddos all covered in face-paint pictures and I had an inspiring moment! I begged and pleaded with Mason to indulge my childlike nature and get his face painted with me. He watched as the facepainter magically transformed my face into a mystical something-or-other and he knew... he had to get tribal.

I think he felt very tough for the rest of the day... or until it got really hot and he smeared it all wiping sweat from his forehead.

Mason was full on geeking out over Radiator Springs. He actually had a few of his old car parts that made it in there as decorations! And I am pretty sure he felt right at home wearing his "Napa auto parts" shirt. 

hate that shirt

I am pretty sure there is no one else on the earth that makes Disney as fun as he does.