As the tram ran us back to our car, Zuzu shot me this look; I’m still the most important person in her life. I savor such moments.These sweet days are rich with love.

Disney brings out the shopper in everyone. In some it exacerbates the proclivity to purchase. So it goes with my girls who just can’t say no. That’s where I come in. I gave each on a set amount of money to buy whatever they wanted. Zuzu was broke by Tuesday. John and Kate are keeping their powder dry till Thursday. Stella has been prudent. Let’s see if any come to me for help in the eleventh hour…

John Connor, I presume? Eh, no. John’s little boy light burns bright, I’m happy to say. He spent $15 of his spending money tonight to get a wooden gun at the Indiana Jones shop. Be clear: it is a piece of wood with a bolt-action mechanism and a trigger. But, that’s it. And, he loves it. Getting him to leave it behind when we return tomorrow is going to be a job.

This is the whole gang today. Trish, Jill, Tara, and the rest of the cast. We’re waiting for the start of the Indiana Jones stunt show. It is a naked attempt to usurp Universal’s movie making theme as it leads you through the supposed shooting of an action sequence in an Indiana Jones film. Explosions and stunt work abound, but it was hardly realisitic. I mean, where was craft services and the union rep? No producers and exec producers?

Me and the monkey troop have seen enough. While there’s still time in the day, we’re gonna hop over to Disney Hollywood to catch a thrill show.