When DS was 2 we had a long trip to Disney. Late one night at the MK he was totally overdone but we wanted one last ride so we lined up for Peter Pan. By the time the ride ended DS was about bouncing off the walls. As I picked him up to exit the ride his little hands grabbed the bar and he began screaming (as loud as he could!) "We have to fly to Neverland! We have to fly to Neverland!!!" It took two adults to pry his fingers loose, and we slunk away like the bad parents we were.
Another time we were in MK and a father of 3 was walking beside us looking at his park map, apparently for info on the nighttime fireworks. He stopped, turned to his children, and said, "Anyone know what time TwinkerBear's Flight is tonight?"
Another time we were in MK and a father of 3 was walking beside us looking at his park map, apparently for info on the nighttime fireworks. He stopped, turned to his children, and said, "Anyone know what time TwinkerBear's Flight is tonight?"