The Happiest Place on Earth
Five days, three kids, one dad and Disneyland. My oldest son, Michael, goes off to college in just several short weeks and I wanted to take one last family vacation before the momentous event.
So at 6 a.m. this past Tuesday we got in the car for the 450-plus mile drive to Anaheim. We roll into the Disney hotel parking lot at around 2 to find out that we missed an earthquake earlier in the day and several of the larger attractions were still closed for inspection. An exciting start...
The car ride started out with a big disappointment. The portable DVD player I had borrowed from a friend didn't work. The adapter would not fit in the lighter for some reason and since I was already driving I couldn't have a look. Becca was the most disappointed but she soldiered on, in a whiny sort of way that is.
Lovely weather and not too crowded we headed immediately to the park because our room wasn't quite ready. Plenty of traditional families with both parents were running around every where. Spotting the single parents was difficult since many families split up in the park.
I haven't had all my kids in the same spot for so long since Michael got his driver's license a year ago so it's been great fun. Some sadness as well; it's hard to look at all of the families and not wish that the boys' and Becca's moms were here with us.
I look around the park and can't help wondering if it's sad commentary on the American spirit that all these people (including me) are here spending oodles of money on a mouse OR is it the American dream that one man can build such an empire on a mouse?
Not in the debating mood right now, I'm having too much fun spending time with kids...