My husband is so busy. I mean, stressed out to the absolute extreme. So, sometimes to get out of his hair–the kids and I make little trips out of town. The kids love to spend time alone with me and I love to not think about cleaning the house and have time to really focus on the kids. And, he loves it because he can focus on his work with no guilt.
Two weekends ago– a lone weekend with no birthday party plans or athletic events, we decided to head over to Disneyworld. Since we moved to Florida, we have been many, many times—so many, in fact that the kids don’t really care about the parks much anymore.
This time, we splurged on separate park tickets to “Mickey’s Not So-Scary Halloween Party.” You might be thinking that it is too early to be thinking about Halloween–in early September–but I have been anxious for fall.
If you haven’t gone, I highly recommend it. With the purchase of a separate ticket, you are allowed into the Magic Kingdom from 4 pm-midnight on select nights in September and October. Everyone is given a wrist band and a candy collection bag. Throughout the park are trick-or-treat sites and lots of candy is given out. There is a great parade with the headless horseman riding through the streets, grave diggers dancing with shovels, and of course, Mickey and the other characters. We missed the firework show but I’ve heard it is really good too. Another perk–no lines! We were able to ride over and over (without getting off) Buzz Light Year, Winnie the Pooh and Snow White–which are rides we usually avoid due to the long lines.
Making the trip even more special, we took along an old friend of mine.
Meet Mr. Snowman:
A long time ago, I lived in Japan. I taught English. I loved it–everything about it, my students, the culture, the food. However, I had to leave and decided to move to Hawaii (there were some other steps in between that aren’t important). While I was living in Hawaii I would get letters from one of my students, Takashi Yamaguchi (a kind of eccentric science-y type) and one day I received a package with Mr. Snowman and a short letter. The letter said something like,
“I am Snowman and I have never seen the ocean. I have never been to Hawaii–please take me to the beach and show me all the beauty of Hawaii.”
So, I did.
I took photos of me and Mr. Snowman hanging at the beach, sipping mai-tais, relaxing in the sun. Snowman got to see all the sites—Sandy Beach, the Blowhole and the North Shore. It was a lot of fun.
I never sent those pictures to Takashi. I bet I could find them though if I looked hard enough.
ANYWAY—-My little Bean was really upset that his name was not selected to take home Pops (a puppet in his class that goes home with one lucky child on the weekend). He, who never ever cries, came running out of the classroom in tears when he found out that Pops was not coming to Disneyworld with us. So, I suggested we take Mr. Snowman. He had never been to Disneyworld before and he would love it.
Please enjoy Snowman’s Adventures at Disneyworld—a photo essay:
We stayed at the Disney Wilderness Lodge. Mr. Snowman felt right at home with the log buildings, the evergreen trees and the cool mountain streams.