Once a year the my family and I spend a day walking, eating, buying expensively cheap toys, walking some more, and eating til we can’t look at another Mickey Mouse-shaped confection until next year. I think if you live in Southern California you can’t help but make it a yearly trip, unless you have yearly passes and show up once a month for the corn-dogs(they’re so bad for you) on Main street, because I totally would. Every year we go I get the feeling that I don’t have the stomach for Disneyland rides anymore, sad times indeed. I was totally stoked to get on the new Star Tours, aaaaand right after the ride I concluded that the convincing 3D, motion-simulated space ride in combination with too much coffee in the morning was no bueno. To clarify, ride = good, too much coffee = no good.
It’s funny how I started to realize that every year we go, we spend most of our time in long lines engaged in conversations with my wife that consists of stares, head nods and speaking through our teeth about the weird guy with the Yoda backpack behind us. Never the less, we do it all for our kid(s). Ethan is now 5 and Elena is a babbling, slobbering 6-month-old that makes us presents in her diaper. Life is good.
Ethan likes to press my shutter button when I’m not looking…
Ethan was picked to train in the ways of the Jedi, this was serious business as you can see in his face.
The highlight of his day(and ours) when he put his Jedi training to the test against Darth Vader.
His excited face after becoming a Padawan learner and certificate in hand!
So I get laughed at when I whip out my old Polaroid camera to take a group picture, but you’ve never seen a group get together for a picture so quickly! I tell ya what! My 12-year-old nephew was baffled by the antiquity and instant gratification of the experience. It was like magic to him! And yes I sat on the picture when we got on Thunder Mountain, go figure. Good times!
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