This past weekend we took Haeden to Disney World, or as he likes to call it, Mickey’s house. The trip was everything we could have hoped for and more! Since Haeden is borderline obsessed with Mickey Mouse and has never exhibited any kind of fear around 6-foot furry creatures we adults like to call “characters”, we thought it would be a good idea to take him before he turned three next month. Why? Because until then he is free.
Do you know what the price of tickets is these days? It’s insane – 71.10 for kids 3-9, which means it will be eighty bucks after taxes and whatever else they tack on there. I could not bear to pay that much for the little stinker when I had no idea how he would react to the crowds, rides and especially the long lines.
I figured he would do pretty well with the rides. He is an adventurous little guy that loves to go fast or high. And I knew he’d love all the boat rides at Magic Kingdom, too. Plus, he was already freaking out over the monorail and choo choo train before we even got into the park. We were sure he’d love all that, and he did. He got off each ride and was already asking about the next… “I wanna go on another ride!!” Well, okay, little buddy! We were all about it!
I fully expected that at some point during the day we would experience a major meltdown. We witnessed quite a few around us, of course, but Haeden was on his best behavior all day. He was sweet as pie going back and forth between us and his grandma’s giving all sorts of hugs and kisses. It was so unexpected, but obviously very much appreciated. We arrived at the park shortly after it opened and left a little after 5pm. Haeden was so exhausted, but couldn’t bear to close his eyes and take a nap in the stroller. There was no way he was going to miss a single thing.
Riding the monorail. Holy crap they really cram people in there.
Classic pose in front of Cinderella’s Castle (Mickey’s House). Haeden thought it was “bootiful”!
Entertaining himself while waiting in line.
Enjoying Snow White. That ride is dark. And I’m not talking about the lack of lighting. He didn’t get scared, but he kept his fingers in his ears the whole time.
Enjoying the carousel, though he wanted it to go faster.
Meeting Donald Duck. Totally confused as to why he didn’t speak.
He isn’t Mickey, but I’ll guess he’ll do…
Those bastards charge a dollar to steer some toy boats around in the water. Best thing about Haeden’s age is he had no idea. He was looking at the token hole and trying to figure out what it was all about and eventually gave up and decided to kick it and go back to messing with the wheel. Such a little boy.
Apparently the tour guide was a little over-excited…
Helping Haeden pose for pictures.
Tickles always get smiles!
Family portrait. <3
“Hmmm. What’s this ride all about?”
Aladdin’s Magic Carpet Ride. You better believe I sang “A Whole New World” to Dan while we waited in line. I thought of you, Robyn, the whole time. Wished you were there!
Obviously my favorite ride of the day.
Things I Want to Remember:
- Haeden was in total awe on the It’s a Small World ride. He just sat there quietly with bright, wide eyes taking it all in as all the adults pointed different things out to him. When the ride was coming to an end and we were waiting to get out of the boat, he turned around and saw that the kid behind him was wearing the same shirt as him. He jumped up and pointed excitedly at the other little boy saying, “You have same shirt as me! We match!” It was so cute.
- Haeden was soooo excited on the monorail. There was a little boy around the same age sitting in a stroller right next to him. They kept peering over at each other and then shying away. They both had the biggest smiles on their little faces – not knowing what to expect, but so excited to just be there. Haeden would say hi and wave and then turn around and grab my hand to bury his face into. Adorable.
- Haeden finally fell asleep on the way to the hotel. He has stayed in hotels before, but he must have been a little out of it. When we went in the room he kept asking where the living room was and got upset when I told him there wasn’t one.
- Getting to the gift shop at the end of the day and trying to choose a cool gift… but all he wanted was a toy Cars 2 car. You know, the same dang things they carry in Target. Figures.
I am sure there are more. I remember thinking to myself a gazillion times that day that I didn’t want to forget a single moment. I don’t want to forget the look on his face, the excitement in his voice or the spring in his step. I am still absolutely floored at how well he behaved the entire day.
I might have begun to think that someone had replaced my child, but he was back to being a brat again yesterday after work. Whined the entire time we were at Costco for no reason at all. I sure wanted to give him a reason though. Yessiree Bob.