My worries are gone and all pressure is off of my shoulders. My son is officially a Disney fan. While a heavily pregnant insomniac I would often lay in bed stressing out about whether Doty Jr. would like Disneyland. I knew he would like the Disney movies. I would train him to love them. Disney is in his blood. But when it came to Disneyland I had some doubts. I worried he would be like my 5-year old cousin and would scream with terror whenever she saw Mickey Mouse at Disneyland. Or that he would be one of those toddlers who refused to go on any of the rides at Disneyland because they were to scary so I would be forced to ride on the Merry-Go-Round 78 times while sampling every horse attached to a pole.
However my fears are now vanished. Quin loves Disneyland...and here is my proof.
Could that smile be any wider? Could those eyes sparkle with even more excitement? I think not. This kid is the next stinkin' mouseketeer. For Real.
Quin braved every ride that he was allowed to go on. And he loved each one. He flew to new heights on Dumbo. And when he leaned forward to see the depths of the raging water beneath him, he didn't even bat an eye.
On the tea cups when I asked Quin if he was ready to spin he looked at me with a face the clearly said "Bring it on".
This kid was all smiles all day. In fact the only moment he seemed upset was when we told him it was time to go home.
This kid loves Disneyland.
