But it wasn't Disney.
It was Tahlequah, Oklahoma.
We went to Tahlequah with Granny to visit the cemetery where her son Jimmy is buried. It is an old and intriguing cemetery where the kids enjoy reading the gravestones, making gravestone rubbings, and walking the grounds.
I personally become obsessed with exploring the late-1880's family plots, like the one of James and Leila Staples, who had 5 children in 8 years, only two of them making it to the one year mark. It sure makes me appreciate antibiotics and modern medicine. I only need think of the Staples babies next time I become impatient in my doctor's waiting room.
"Fire-powa!" (You'd have to have seen Night at the Museum to get this one.)
Then, we spent the rest of the day at the creek that runs through Tahlequah. 
The water was blue blazes cold! But once our feet were numb, it didn't matter anymore.
We caught minnows and crawdads and looked at all the wonderfully and crazily shaped rocks.
Granny's comment? She looked at me with a smile and the sun shining in her eyes and said, "It's a beautiful world!"
We discovered a tire swing down the way that we had never found before. It was a fun surprise.
We had a great day with Granny, Nana, Papa, Kiki, Ronda, Ana and all the kiddos. 
It was a totally Tahlequah way to start the summer.Even if it wasn't Disney Land.
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