We waited until our kids were a little older to make our first trip to Walt Disney World in Orlando. Because of that, it was a little harder to get them as excited to go than it would have been when they were younger. Middle schoolers … what can I say? And, of course, we arrived with three grouchy, hungry kids on a wet, nasty day.
I really thought our week might just be a disaster, but I learned very quickly just what the “magic of Disney” is all about. I can best sum up the remainder of the week by saying that as we were sitting on the plane ready to go back home, I looked over at my boys (my daughter was across the aisle with her mom), and big tears were rolling down their cheeks. That tore me up, so I sat there all welled up too – we didn’t want to leave! So that’s it really. When a dad and his two boys are crying because they can’t stay, mission accomplished!