We’re at Disneyland for a few days this week. In case you’re unaware, Disneyland is known as “The Happiest Place on Earth.” What’s missing from that statement is that, during the week between Christmas and New Years, it should also be known as “The Busiest Place on Earth.” I swear to whatever holy figure you want to name, the entire population of Connecticut is in Anaheim, California this week.
It is INSANE.
We knew going in that this would be a busy time of year, and that it would not necessarily be an ideal time to visit, but because we’re here with family who has time constrictions, it’s just what had to be done. I told myself from the get-go that I’d be breezy. I decided that I would go with the flow, and I would try to not let anything stress me our or get to me.
We’re going to be at Disneyland, the kids are going to love it and, coincidentally, it will also be my birthday.
We are going to enjoy it, dammit.
That philosophy started to go out the window last night when the baby decided to be awake for several hours in the middle of the night. Add to that a morning filled with minor annoyances (Whoops! I forgot deodorant!) and major inconveniences (Whoops! The stroller wheel broke as we were leaving the hotel!) and things started to go downhill fast.
It was 8am, we hadn’t even entered the park yet and I was already bah-humbugging the entire experience. It didn’t look good.
Then, after a few rides with the kids, the smiles on their faces and shared laughter made the not so good stuff disappear.
Okay, so they didn’t completely disappear. The crowds are kind of annoying, the fact that my 4 year old had to pee 87 times was somewhat infuriating, especially when it happened every time we were 30 minutes into a 90 minute line, and I hated the fact that I smelled like man deodorant. I found that I had to remind myself to take a few deep breaths throughout the day.
But, seeing what an amazing time the kids were having reminded me that even though it wasn’t the ideal experience
I would have wanted, it was still pretty darn perfect. Standing in lines gave me a unique opportunity to hang out with my kids and we had experiences that I know we’ll all remember for a long time to come.
And I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow. But that might be the wine talking.
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