That one word can have the same effect as Christmas to most young girls.
My daughter is only 4 so the full concept of what the amusement park brings didn’t reach its full potential until she was standing slack-jawed on Main Street looking at Sleeping Beauty’s castle. When it finally hit home, we literally embodied the “happiest” part of “the happiest place on Earth.”
But before we got to enjoy the days of teacup rides, princess makeovers, and meeting Mickey and Minnie, we had to get to California… and that meant a plane ride.
Many thoughts went through my mind. Would she be scared? Would she like it? Would her ears be ok?
But as she usually does, Grace amazed me with her calm demeanor, curiosity, and cuteness.
Living a plane ride through her eyes had me answering questions and witnessing things I would never have expected. (Example: Watching her try and clean the ‘fog’ off the window as we ascended through the clouds.)
Here’s the adorable audio of her giving me the play by play from take off (which she started calling “blast off” on the return trip) to landing.
Here’s the one about the plane…
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