Which day would you rather have?
Disneyland in the 60's, overcast, no line over 25 minutes, with happy happy children, a fantastic brother, and your cute husband...no one complaining, Ben singing along to It's a Small World, kids hanging on their uncle, hitting every ride anyone wants to hit?
Driving home from California for 11 plus hours?
Yeah, me too.
(And I'm not even a Disneyland fan.)