ZZUB - I've wanted to tell you for some time now how much I appreciate you sharing your family's happy-cry-inducing, achy-belly-laugh-provoking, thoroughly heartwarming stories about your sweet family's trips to visit The Mouse. (Hyphenate much?)
Call me a procrastinator. Lazy. Indolent. Idle. Slothful even.
Moving beyond my vices, in all seriousness, thank you. While many trip reports on these boards offer a daily dose of Disney to get me through to my next trip, yours offer much more than that:
They remind me to be thankful.
They take me back to my own favorite Disney memories. (Including a trip with my grandparents in '86...when I think my grandfather wore a pair of those running shorts. Red. White stripes.

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They teach me to hope for and appreciate the best and learn from the worst.
They occasionally offer me a picture of hairy legs or hidden-Mickey-having-vomit.
You've repeatedly given your wife all of the credit for the thoughtful, loving, appreciative, God and family loving little girl your ZZUBY is. And while I don't doubt that she is every bit as wonderful a woman, wife and mother you have described her to be, we all know you have as much influence on your daughter as she does. We see it in the way you write and what you share. (Except, perhaps, for the Canadian bathroom incident.)
Our memories are precious commodities. When we share them we often affect others in ways we'll never know.
So again, thanks for everything (well, except maybe the vomit) and I'm looking forward to next update.