So Tuesday afternoon was not my finest day. That’s just as well, as it was the motivation I needed to take the plunge and get that Disneyland pass I’d been dragging my feet over (you all know how I hate to spend money on anything.) Our friends had asked to take Little Red (kids are free until they’re 3) to Disneyland, and I was ambivalent as to whether or not I’d go, too. With how lousy I felt Tuesday I didn’t even care about the money, I plugged in my zip code online and bought my SoCal Select pass. I was in survival mode.
My friend’s husband was getting off at noon so we waited for him, we all loaded into their big ol’ van o’ fun, and hit the road. We made great time and entered the park in record time. We were 3 adults, 2 2-year olds, 1 1-year old, and 1 infant. We started in California Adventure Park and later moved over to Disneyland. Little Red was delighted to be having so much fun with his best friend and I was happy that he was having a good time with me. I was so glad I hadn’t decided to let them just take him, we all knew I wasn’t going to do that filing project anyway; I’d probably just mope around feeling lonely.
Early Bird was 9 weeks old that day, and contentedly spent the whole day in the sling. He had his supper-time freakout, but that was no different than any other day. He rode every ride I did, while I wore him, and I rode every ride Little Red rode.
It’s so liberating to have a pass. If the lines were long for something I just said, “it’s okay, we can do it next time.” My friend turned to her husband and said, “I love it! Did you hear that? She said, next time.” (It’s nice to know your friends like spending time with you.) The whole trip was very freeing.
We put all the kids in their pyjamas before we left the park, as it was 8:45. They slept on the way home, and while I had to wake Little Red to get out of the van, he was very happy to go straight into bed. It had been a very positive day between the two of us, and just what we needed.
The next day, while I was tired (because I still didn’t get to sleep until 11:30 — I’m doing that a lot lately) I was emotionally rested. I didn’t even care that I had spent $2 on a postcard. I’m already planning my next trip — who wants to come?
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