EPCOT

After much deliberation, we opted for a day at Epcot over a third day at the pool. The adults were wishy-washy on the decision and perhaps we should have consulted further with the kids.

At one and two years of age, Calvin and Eva were wonderful travelers. They were adaptable, joyful, and terrific companions for each other. If they were at all out of sorts, it's because we pushed them too far. So let's just say that we pushed them too far.

Through the other parks Calvin was glad to ride in his stroller, but this did not hold true at Epcot. No, at Epcot, Calvin was ready to run. He was only content when he was walking on his own -- mainly away from the rest of the group. It was definitely a glimpse of the big kid in our little guy.

So we slowed down and let him run. The adults took turns on rides and let the kids play on grassy knolls until it started to rain. Already the temperature had dropped twenty degrees from the eighty-degree day prior and with a couple of "pushed" kids, the rain was the last straw. We had a full day -- a full week -- it was time to go home.

Back just in time for dinner and bedtime, our kids had a week of fun and adventure to dream about until we met the plane in the morning. So long sunshine ... back to sweet home, Chicago.