Disney, again?

When I tell people that the family is going to Disney, I normally get this response.... Again, Don't you get sick of it?
Disney holds a very special place in my heart. I can remember walking down Main Street with my father and grandmother when I was about 5 years old. Now as an adult, every time I walk down Main Street, it takes me back to that wonderful trip where my dad walked down that magical street with me towards Cinderella's Castle.
I have thought a lot about what Disney means to me. We honeymooned there. We have gone on weekend trips just to get away from everything. We have run away to Disney and turned off all communication with the outside world. We have gone with our parents, sibling and of course our children. We spend on average 3 weeks there a year. Disney newbies think the only thing to do is ride thrill rides.

To us Disney is...

• Uninterrupted family time
• Good Dining
• Fun times
• Thrill Rides
• Broadway style shows
• Parades

Now, as a mom, I see Disney thought the eyes of our children. A few years ago, after working for 15 months on my Specialist degree, Hubs arranged a special trip for the whole family. During the time that I worked on the degree, I spent many weekends and evening working on school work. I missed out on lots of everyday things that the kids and hubs where doing. So when Graduation came around, I jokingly told Hubs that I would love to go to WDW with the family instead of pay all this extra money to walk across a stage and get a piece of paper that they would mail to me anyways.
He listened and that special Christmas trip was born. He planned all the details and surprised me close to the date that we would be going. I think it was on that trip that Hubs finally felt "Disney Magic". The very first morning, we loaded the kids in the stroller and started up Main Street. Ans jumped up and screamed.... There is Cinderella's Castle- Can we go live in it with her? On the 3rd night of that trip he had planned for us to go to Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Party. As the night wore on, Ans and Ry could not stay awake. The both ended up falling asleep in the stroller. Hubs and I sat on the street corner and waited for the fireworks to start, I was a little disappointed that they would not see them and that they would miss Tinker Belle's flight. Much to my surprise, as the music and fireworks began, Ans woke up. She saw that Tinker Belle was fling across the sky and yelled "My Tinker Belle does fly!" "She is real!"
That was my pixie dust that took me back to that same magical feeling that I had 25 years earlier with my dad.
I hope you will find someplace that is your Happy Place and visit it often.

I will return...

I have several posts that I need to make about the events of the last few weeks. I will catch up on them over the next few days. However, I did not want to leave you without a small glimpse of what my weekend entailed. One word, the in-laws...
Normally the in-laws do not bother me. They are wonderful people who are around and do a lot of things for us. However, on Saturday night, Hubs was a little annoyed with his parents. They called early in the afternoon. The phone conversation went something like this:
MIL: We are going to look at a house this afternoon and wanted to stop by to see the kids and you guys.
Me: we are really busy and have a lot to do, this might not be a good time.
MIL: Ok, then we will see you tomorrow afternoon.
Me: The boys (Hubs and R) will be here but the girl and I have a baby shower to attend.
MIL: Ok, then we will just come over tonight. What can I bring for dinner.
Me: OK
I hang up and yell down stairs... Your mom and dad are coming over tonight for dinner. Hubs was a little annoyed. I on the other hand started making the mental list of all the things I hate to do around the house that I could ask MIL to do. They are very helpful, so I put them to work.
When they arrived, MIL asked what she could do to help. I stated there is a load of laundry to fold, dishes to put away and laundry to switch around. She got right to work. FIL helped Hubs plant a tree and then worked on getting the Christmas tree to light up in the kitchen.

Hubs did not understand that I put them to work and it gets things done around the house when they come over. He was a little annoyed that they had arrived because we had so much to do. I say if they help while they are here then, so be it.
I really should not or can not complain- I high the jackpot when it comes to in-laws and parents.