Since Buddy and I had some time to ourselves, I thought it would be good to do some things that D wasn't interested in...namely the rockets and Space Mountain. (Finally!) Off we go to Tomorrowland. We had a fairly short wait for Astro Orbitor. I usually do OK on this one, but I was kind of feeling icky when we got off.
I love this picture. I can tell by Buddy's cheeks that he is sportin' a smile!
I have to admit that I didn't take many pictures once it was just me and Buddy. Just having too much fun enjoying every moment, I guess. I know we rode Buzz next, with a 10-ish minute wait.
Finally! What Buddy had been wanting to ride all. day. long. Space Mountain! I gave him his FP as we made the walk up to the ride entrance. He was sooooooo excited. It was just fun to watch him. He showed the guy his FP and then we continued on, standing in line for less than 10 minutes. I took a pic of Buddy once we were assigned to our row -- which wasn't Row 1, but I thought that was for the best given it was his first time. He was all smiles. At last it was our turn to get on. Buddy was literally squealing with excitement. The couple sitting behind us commented on how excited he was. I told them it was his first time. He didn't get nervous at all. He was a little restless in his seat, squealing, and just ready to get going. I don't remember talking to him during this ride. He wasn't hesitant about anything so I just let him enjoy the experience. And boy did he ever! When it was all over he said, "THIS IS MINE NEW FAVORITE RIDE!!! Can we go again?!?" I was so happy he loved it. I told him we wouldn't be riding again that night since we didn't have any more "tickets" and I didn't want to go standby, but we would for sure ride it again tomorrow. We went to go see our picture, but someone tall was sitting in front of Buddy so we couldn't see him at all. Bummer. Then we went back and I had him stand by the Space Mountain entrance sign and I took Buddy's picture while he was calling his brothers to tell them that he just got off Space Mountain. As he was talking to his oldest brother, age 11, he said, "The music was so cool!" I didn't feel like I was listening to my 5 year old baby at that moment. Space Mountain had aged him somehow.
It was getting close to 8:30pm. I figured we better go find some dinner. We ended up at Stage Door Cafe. There were only 2 people in front of me but we waited in line for around 20 minutes. It was ridiculous. Buddy got the chicken (nuggets or strips? can't remember) and fries. I got a Corn Dog. That was a bit of a frustrating meal. Buddy ate maybe 3 bites of his dinner. What a waste. It had been 9 hours since lunch, with 5 or 6 hours since our ice cream. Surely he'd be hungry enough to actually eat something by now. I think I'm done getting Corn Dogs there. I just felt that yucky "heavy" feeling when I was finished eating. The bright spot from dinner was when a CM walked up and gave Buddy an "Honorary Citizen of
Disneyland" button.
At some point D texted me and said she wouldn't be coming back to the park and asked me to grab her hoodie from the locker. Her friend wanted her to go see their apartment. Sherry, I thought of you. She said her friend lived within walking distance of The Grove -- in what the friend described as the tallest apartment complex in the country. I figured you'd know what that was. So she was right in your neck of the woods Sherry. Too bad she couldn't whisk you back to Anaheim with her!
Time to get back to the rides...but how much longer would Buddy last? We had been in the park for 12 hours straight and he had been on his feet all day. We decided to go back to Pooh. We walked on, and then stayed on for a second ride.
It was so dead back there. We could have stayed on for a 3rd ride had we wanted to. We made our way back to the Haunted Mansion. The fireworks were going on by this time. There were several small groups of people watching them from Critter Country, and some sitting in the middle of the walkway between Splash Mountain and HM. They actually had a pretty good view.
So we walked on Haunted Mansion, then walked on Pirates, then walked on BTMRR. From there we headed back to the Matterhorn.
Passing the castle...
Only an 8 minute Matterhorn wait. I must admit that I was getting sleepy and ready to call it a night. But not Buddy. I asked him if he was ready to go back and get some rest so we could come back in the morning and do it all over again. He said no, so we carried on.
We walked onto the Teacups. Fantasyland was very dead. (Except for the Peter Pan line.) We waited 20 minutes for Peter Pan, then walked onto King Arthur Carrousel and had a few minute wait for Mr. Toad.
Here's Buddy's horse this time around.
My plan this trip was to take pictures of ride "Exit" signs. Well, that didn't go over very well. We're at the end of Day 1 and here I am taking my first one of the day.

I just didn't remember to do it.
Casey Jr. had a short wait, as there was only 1 train running by this time.
Buddy wanted to ride again, so we got back in line. I took his picture as we were waiting for the train to come back. He looked like he was just starting out the day, energy-wise. I was the one that was dragging.
The clock struck midnight when we left Casey Jr. I REALLY wanted to make the 12:15 shuttle back to the Candy Cane, but wasn't very hopeful. Buddy and I dashed across the park. Once we hit Main Street Buddy said, "Mine feet hurt." It wasn't a tired whine, it was just a matter-of-fact statement, and his first declaration of tired feet that day. So at that point I picked him up and carried him. I couldn't carry him non-stop though, so he'd walk for a bit and then I'd carry him some more. Miraculously we made it from Casey Jr. to the shuttle stop with about 2 minutes to spare. Buddy climbed up on a bench and was totally out in less than 20 seconds.
What an awesome day.

We were expecting high crowds and got much lower crowds. We got in 32 rides and 2 extended treat stops! I got to hang out with my 5 year old in Disneyland for 15 hours with no whining or complaining. Sometimes I think back on that and wonder how that was even possible. The no-whining, that is. Kids are kids -- they get tired. But Buddy somehow didn't go there, thankfully. When I talk to my husband about that day I am just in awe of how perfect it was. (minus the eating thing

) It was one of those days you wish you could relive. So perfect.
