Monday: Mom, Goofy is one Freaky Dude!

We couldn’t have asked for better weather on our first day in the park. It was a bit cool for sitting on a beach but perfect for running around to see the sites. My youngest face was precious when she walked up to the castle. Her big eyes and open mouth were a sure sign that she was still young enough to believe that princesses lived there. That made me really happy and a little sad. My babies are growing up way to fast. When she found out that she had a private visit with Cinderella that afternoon, she announced that her dreams had come true!

Our first ride was Space Mountain and my oldest did a good job pretending she wasn’t scared. I did a good job not getting sick on our next ride, The Teacups. I don’t know who thought spinning people around at high rates of speed would be a good idea. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. I guess it wasn’t too bad. No one seemed to mind me walking around with me arms straight out trying not to fall down.

We got a lot of autographs and pictures. By the end of the week the picture count was in the 300’s and that didn’t even count the photo pass pictures they take. The most notable of the characters was Goofy. For some reason my daughter wasn’t too impressed with him. She stood way back and handed him her autograph book. When it was time to go, she ran up hug him quickly and ran back out

“What’s up with Goofy?” I asked her.

“Mom,” she said, “Goofy is one Freaky Dude!” She has a point.

We took the Ferry back to the tram to get to our car in the parking lot. It’s a three-step process to get into and out of Disney. It’s kinda good that way. On the way in, the kids got more and more excited as we got closer. On the way out, they settled down and had an easier time saying goodbye. We watched a few fireworks over the castle as we were leaving. My daughters were convinced that Cinderella was telling them goodbye. I, of course, agreed.

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