We ran out of excuses and finally decided to take Mooch to Disney World. Did you take note of my curmudgeonly attitude? To all you Disneyacs who go every year, who have annual passes and no children, who’d rather see Epcot’s Morocco than Africa’s, I apologize. And to those who can’t afford a vacation of any sort, I know I sound like a jerk. We’ll have a blast, I’m sure. The big kids are coming too, and any time we can get together and travel as a family is wonderful. Also: I love to travel — any time, anywhere.
It’s just that Disney’s never been the top choice for the adults in the family**. We have been selfish in that respect. Just as we never listened to kiddie music in the car, we adults decided on the vacation destinations. So Mooch has been to a lot of cool places (without monorails) and would rather listen to Nirvana or Bob Marley than Justin Bieber. This “adults decide” system has been working pretty well for all concerned.
So Why Are we Going to Disney World tomorrow?
She has a birthday coming up and she wanted a slumber party. Phin and I figured we could get out of that nightmare AND fulfill our parental duty by taking the kid to meet the mouse. See you in a few days.
** I rebel against any kind of enforced merriment, not just Disney’s. No means no, even if it’s my answer to your “C’mon, limbo’s fun!” strong arm tactics.