The Magic of Disney is real. I never thought it was. A clever marketing ploy, a play on the creative minds that make up the Disney animation maybe. What I was not expecting was there to be actual magic.
The girls managed to go off together and not fight. They laughed and joked and had fun together. The bickering was down to a minimum.
My husband smiled, a real, happy smile for the first time in weeks. He left his phone in his pocket for hours at a time. We flirted and laughed together. I was able to relax and loosen my control a bit.
I giggled with my girls again.
The memories from this trip will last a lifetime. It was a lot of work. It was amazingly expensive. It was worth every bit!
I thought I posted this last week when we got back! Oops.