Last week after the wedding festivities in Orlando, we scooted down the road just a bit to “the happiest place on earth.” {I believe it also deserves the honor of being labeled “the most humid place on earth,” at least in July}. We knew going into this trip that the Toddler’s ripe age of twenty-one months would not be ideal for Disney. BUT, we also knew we would already be down there and so very close. And, the bigger girls are at great ages for much of the Disney magic. So, off we went with our double stroller, an umbrella stroller, a backpack full of sunscreen, diapers, juice boxes and snacks, two little doggie backpacks, travel mugs, a camera, a handful of park guides, and most importantly, a grandmother {aka, Mimi}. We like to travel light.
I won’t bore anyone with a day-by-day synopsis of events, but I want to summarize the highlights so we’ll have these to look back on in a few years when the memories are blurry.
Right off the bat we ran into Snow White, in Germany of all places {Epcot’s version}. This was convenient because she’s one of the Preschooler’s favorite characters.
For the rest of the evening we had to answer questions about why Snow White was in Germany and where the mean old hag might be. It’s of no use to try to explain their fictional nature to the Preschooler. And it’s all very confusing to say, “She’s just a character” when you’ve just met a very real person who appears to actually be Snow White.
The Toddler had her qualms about the princesses, but she had more serious reservations about meeting all the characters. She loves Mickey and especially Donald. But, it’s one thing to love a 2-D version of them from the safety of your living room and an altogether different thing to love a towering real life version of them right in front of your face. Her constant request was, “Hold me.”
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