PrincessKsMom
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- Feb 9, 2008
I cry at the drop of a hat. Over anything. But Disney? Wow, it gets bad. On our first mother/daughter trip as we were walking up Main Street at the end of the night I not only started to cry, I was practically sobbing. DD (who was around 9 or 10 at the time) was completely freaked out. The more I tried to talk and explain it, the worse I got. So there I am watching the CM's waving with those big Mickey hands, balling like a baby with DD staring at me. A CM saw me and mentioned that Main Street was still open for a little while. We turned around and walked back to the ice cream shop, sat down and had a nice big cone! As we made our way up Main Street for the second time that night, I looked at DD and she was crying. Jez, I'm sitting here typing this and getting teary-eyed now. Disney is, and always will be, my happy place. Don't get me wrong, I've gotten myself aggrevated over one thing or another during our trips, but it truly is the Happiest Place on Earth.