the House of Mouse

We just got back from Walt Disney World, that altar to childhood and capitalism. A had a fabulous time. This is what he loved:

• Peter Pan's Flight
• It's a Small World
• The Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
• Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin
  
• El Gran Fiesta (the boat ride in Mexico)
• Mickey's Not-So-Scary Halloween Party
• the Finding Nemo and Festival of the Lion King shows
• Flights of Wonder
  
• Stealing the chocolate coating off his mother's Mickey Ears ice cream novelties
• Dole Whip and ice cream
  
• Running around with his cousins
  
• Swimming in the pool, especially when his dad picked him and me up and tossed us up in the air together
  
• The little table that slid out from under the desk to eat breakfast on
• Sitting on bench seats to eat with us
  
• Feeding M&Ms to Pluto
• Fountains
• The talking trash can in Tomorrowland

And we loved watching him. There's nothing quite like watching your own kid enjoy something. I've always been a "suck the marrow out of the day" kind of girl at Disney, but this trip, I was more than happy to watch A take yet another trip around London and Neverland in a pirate ship because he was just thrilled to take it in.

Yes, they lost our luggage. But they found it. Yes, two-year-olds need naps and snacks. But they also notice the smallest things and have the biggest smiles.