disneydadazut2
The Wildest Ride in the Wilderness
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This is a great thread! I can recall several, but here are just a few:
#1 I got lost when I was just 7 years old... I went to "City Hall" as I was told to by my parents, but didn't realize that I should have told someone inside. I was not scared at all, and even walked over to the Emporium and got some licorice. Some 2-3 hours later, my Mom finally made it there and was in near tears with relief. Apparently all the security in the park had been looking for me, including those working at City Hall, until finally one said, "that kid sitting on the stairs looks like who we are looking for..." I think about my Mom (now deceased) every time I walk by City Hall.
#2 Racing with my older sisters to get to Haunted Mansion. My sisters rarely let me 'hang out' with them (5-9 years older), but when we were in Disneyland I could tag along with them like one of the gang. Standing in the stretching room (elevator) as they screamed with the lightning flashes/hanging body is something I will never forget.
#3 Riding the Tea Cups with my Dad. On one particular trip, My Dad was spinning it so fast I couldn't lift my head up off the cup... I can still remember him giggling like a kid the whole time me and my bother were getting woosey. Upon exiting the cup, we both fell down because we couldn't walk straight. My dad was/is a pretty strict person, so seeing him at Disneyland always happy was and epic experience for me... side note, my Mom and Dad went on their Honeymoon to Disneyland (1960) and would often leave us kids in Arizona and return there for Anniversary trips. They loved Disney probably more than us kids.
It's those memories that commits me to one thing: No matter how much the cost, no matter how hot the day, or stress at work - I make sure my kids (now 4 of them) have the best time, and see their Dad having the best time. I have even begun collecting pins and wearing them on a lanyard with my kids so they see Dad is loving the park and time spent with them.
#1 I got lost when I was just 7 years old... I went to "City Hall" as I was told to by my parents, but didn't realize that I should have told someone inside. I was not scared at all, and even walked over to the Emporium and got some licorice. Some 2-3 hours later, my Mom finally made it there and was in near tears with relief. Apparently all the security in the park had been looking for me, including those working at City Hall, until finally one said, "that kid sitting on the stairs looks like who we are looking for..." I think about my Mom (now deceased) every time I walk by City Hall.
#2 Racing with my older sisters to get to Haunted Mansion. My sisters rarely let me 'hang out' with them (5-9 years older), but when we were in Disneyland I could tag along with them like one of the gang. Standing in the stretching room (elevator) as they screamed with the lightning flashes/hanging body is something I will never forget.
#3 Riding the Tea Cups with my Dad. On one particular trip, My Dad was spinning it so fast I couldn't lift my head up off the cup... I can still remember him giggling like a kid the whole time me and my bother were getting woosey. Upon exiting the cup, we both fell down because we couldn't walk straight. My dad was/is a pretty strict person, so seeing him at Disneyland always happy was and epic experience for me... side note, my Mom and Dad went on their Honeymoon to Disneyland (1960) and would often leave us kids in Arizona and return there for Anniversary trips. They loved Disney probably more than us kids.
It's those memories that commits me to one thing: No matter how much the cost, no matter how hot the day, or stress at work - I make sure my kids (now 4 of them) have the best time, and see their Dad having the best time. I have even begun collecting pins and wearing them on a lanyard with my kids so they see Dad is loving the park and time spent with them.