He's fine, but I'm bummed
Being a responsible adult sucks. Big time. We're headed to Southern California this weekend for the annual Brown alum Super Bowl party/game marathon, and I was all set to take the family to Disneyland on our spare day. Imagine TheBoy's delight! Imagine how big TheGirl's eyes will get! Imagine the thrill of replacing my faded, hole-riddled, 12-year-old Eeyore t-shirt! What a great mom I am!
Then I started doing my research. And I quickly realized that taking the 4.5-year-old and the 14-month-old to the happiest place on earth for a day was the worst idea I've had since drug-free childbirth. Every website I turned to had one thing to say about day trips to Disney: Don't do it.
So we're pulling back. Instead of Anaheim, we'll take the kids to the Santa Monica pier along with a bunch of other Brownies and spouses. It will be lots of fun, TheBoy will get to ride the big-ass ferris wheel, and Judybat and I won't have to spend the rest of the weekend recovering.
Still ... I was really excited about replacing that t-shirt.
posted by AnnaRay at 11:16 AM
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No. No Disneyland. Disneyworld would be better with grandparents to help with the kids. Mom
Eeyore!
http://www.geocities.com/EnchantedForest/Dell/4500/quo_eor.htm
Man, that Milne was a genius.
Legoland is a great day trip and it is only 45 minutes from LA look into it.
Disney works me up in a very bad way. I wonder if I'll be able to resist it, or if I'll somehow cave and end up going there and having a good time in spite of my Feelings. Don't ask. It's a visceral reaction that comes from growing up in Florida.
So what did y'all decide to do?
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