I think my Disney addiction dates back to the early 70's when I received my first Disney record and book. IT'S A SMALL WORLD must have been played a million times before I made that first historic trip at the young age of almost 6. (Shy by 2 weeks...it counts.)
I can almost tell you every moment of that trip beginning with sharing the brochure for Show and Tell, to buying things to occupy us on the flight. How strange was it to land at the airport and ride in a taxi. My dad was talking to the man driving...how did he know him? (Innocent little minds.) My sister wanted to know where Daddy's truck was. We left it at the airport and here we were...at the airport.
I can only imagine I had to have been one of those starry eyed kids the moment I sat in a IT'S A SMALL WORLD boat. The song! The pictures from the book, they were there big as life in front of me. How could that even be possible? The dolls moved and sang my song. MY song!
We were at Disneyland for one day. Open to close. Parades. Popcorn. Attractions. A Minnie Mouse coin purse souvenir that I bought at the stand walking out of the park because I still had my souvenir money. It nearly brings me to tears to think about it.
The rides have changed, some of them. The franchise today is so much different. Oh, what I wouldn't have given to have had a princess dress and worn it to Disneyland back then. Yes, I'd have begged to have my hair done and tiara added!
As an adult I can't get enough of that feeling. There is just something that washes over me the moment I walk through the gates. Heck, the moment I see the walls that surround Disneyland, my heart begins to pound harder.
When I had kids I knew this was going to be the dream now. I'd get to share that with them. I began to panic when my eldest was already eight and we hadn't gone yet. I scraped and saved every penny until I could take them on that magical journey. I never would have thought that for the next eight years it would be our destination. Sometimes more than once a year. I know the ins and outs of both parks and yet I still can't get enough. I've watched my own kids walk under the arm of the MUST BE THIS TALL TO RIDE sign, to now running freely from one ride to the other. I always think, with 5 boys I'm bound to get at least one granddaughter in the future. Will she want the tiara and princess dress? It doesn't matter in the least, I know. But no matter what, that Disney magic will be there for generations to come. And some little girl will begin an obsession that will never go away.
Here's to happy memory making!