They say that all good things must come to an end,
and that was true for our vacation to Disney World too.
Before we knew it, the marathon was over and our last morning had dawned.
It was time to say goodbye to our room...
Goodbye to the lagoon.
Goodbye to the pool we didn't get to spend nearly enough time in!
And goodbye to one LAST character breakfast!
Goodbye silly posed pictures that we paid an arm and a leg for,
and that annoyed all the boys to pieces!
Goodbye Donald!
Goodbye Goofy!
Goodbye Mickey!
Goodbye Minnie!
Goodbye breakfasts that Mommy didn't have to cook!
Goodbye mouse-ear shaped everything!
Goodbye cars we didn't have to drive!
Goodbye Nana, Papa, Nannie and Grey!
...and this was about where the crying started.
(insert frowney face)
No one warns you about "post-Disney letdown syndrome"
It's pretty awful.
Couple it with "post-grandparent letdown syndrome"
and you've got some pretty miserable kiddos on your hands.
We left Disney on a Wednesday.
The crying had pretty much stopped by Saturday,
though there were still aftershocks for a week or more.
For the kids,
this vacation will go down in history as
THE BEST VACATION EVER!!!!
For Marc and I,
this vacation will go down as
the Mickey-Marathon that didn't end.
Disney is something you have to do. Childhood wouldn't be complete without it!
But we learned the hard way that there is simply SO MUCH to do at WDW,
that even with factoring in only the very basics, you will still be
totally exhausted and overwhelmed every second of every day.
And so will your children.
Would we do it again?
I sure am glad we have a built in excuse to hold that off for the next few years.
By the time we are out of diapers again....I might be recovered enough to do it again.
In the meantime, staying up all night, snuggling a newborn in a rocking chair is looking mighty relaxing in comparison!
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