Our day at Disney began with me losing the tickets. I start wracking my brains for where it could have gone and cursed myself for putting them in my back pocket. Amateur move, I know better. While I was panicking and seeing my visions of George standing in front of the castle fade away, El Hub kept calm and found the tickets in my shirt.
Apparently I cannot feel paper against my skin. Or maybe it was the panicking. Let's keep it real, it was probably the panicking. But DISNEY!
First visit button.
I have three or four of those nametags in my closet. Ah, the good old Cast Member days.
Even the bananas taste better at Disney.
Then it was time for my top priority of the day, our photos in front of Cinderella's Castle.
Handsome El Hub on the Peoplemover. Disney is very serious business for him.
To infinity, and beyond!
A tip to anyone bringing a toddler to the parks is to bring a couple toys from home. The fan accidentally doubled as a toy, but the cat George picked out before we left the house. That cat saved a bit of our sanity in the line for Dumbo, when George was truly beginning to suffer from lack of nap.
George's Dumbo ride face, aka OMG GUYS I REALLY NEED A NAP.
When George woke up, we made our way over to the 3 o' clock parade.
Neither did I, actually. Why did the dancers look like time travelers from the 70's? Sorry Disney. Still love you. Mwah!
But there was one more thing we got to cross of my list...