This face pretty much sums up everything that was our Disney vacation. W's obsession adoration with Mickey comes as no surprise to anyone that has spent time around us during an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. If ever a child was to be truly star struck, I would have to say it was W when he met Mickey. He was speechless.
Perhaps, I am just a more emotional person now that I am a mother, or maybe it was seeing how excited my little man was upon arriving at his mecca, but I had to choke back a few tears when Mickey approached us for the first time.
The magic did not stop there. From Halloween decor, characters in costume, rides, parades, and festivities galore, we were on the go from dusk until well past dawn.
Whether we were lounging at the resort along the riverside or smooshzing with the Princesses it was such a treat to be surrounded by family and all be a part of W's first visit to Disney World.
There are numerous memories that I will cherish, but two of my favorites happened on our last night. People were tired and sore. We all had to get up early the next morning, packed and ready to go, and of course no one was packed yet. There was still so much to see, yet no one really had the energy to go on. I was determined to meet all of Mickey's friends before our vacation was over. Daisy was last on the list. So after a little coaxing, we all stumbled to Pete's Silly Sideshow to meet Daisy. The staff, for the first time during our entire vacation, was rude and W was cranky, and then we saw Goofy. No one was waiting to meet Goofy so W was able to walk right up to him, with his Disney souvenir tour bus in hand. Without hesitation, Goofy reached out his hand and began to roll the bus back and forth with W. W lit up like a Christmas tree. Goofy laid on the ground and continued to play with W for about ten minutes. It was truly remarkable.
We headed towards the park exit. I felt fulfilled. I really did not think that there would be something to top that moment, and just as we were about to reach the gate, we noticed there was no line to see Mickey. We made a quick pit stop to say goodbye to Mickey and thank him for a great vacation. Mickey also noticed the bus that W was carrying around. W handed Mickey the bus and they rolled it back and forth, just as he had with Goofy. Everyone waiting to meet Mickey after us "awed," and as the photographer snapped the photo, I could not help but think that this is what magic is all about.
Because it is not how many trinkets, we cram into our suitcase, nor is it the delicious desserts. It is not the view of Cinderella's castle while walking down main-street...
But it is being able to see the look on your little boy's face when his dreams come true.








