A Very Disney Christmas
Disneyland at Christmastime is something to see. You have to be impressed with the amount of work that goes into changing over the whole park. Lights and ornaments are everywhere. In some cases, the industrious Disney drones have given complete makeovers to popular attractions. The Haunted Mansion, for instance, is now "Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas' The Haunted Mansion." I can't even imagine the number of man hours involved in the Yuletide transformation.
And therein lies an important difference between men and women. I walked around with a dropped jaw, amazed at how much work had been done. Lisa and James enjoyed the pretty lights. I think they were better off than me.
We had a great time, overall. The qualification is due to the stresses of doing anything with a six-year-old boy. Here's a question to those of you familiar with six-year-old boys: Do they ALL climb on everything? 'Cause I remember being six, but I don't remember all the climbing. And hanging. And jumping. And there is a great deal to climb on/hang from/jump over in The Magic Kingdom (tm).
Our boy has been a bit of a challenge lately, thus the easy choice of making Greg the winning entrant in the last contest. There really are times that shipping him off in a box seems like the right thing to do, the sane thing to do.
Congrats are due here to Randy, so confident of his status that he didn't even need to submit an entry there at the end. Randy, you are hereby granted the title "Caption Master." Honors and privileges already at the age of forty......something.
(Which reminds me that my current favorite line in "A Christmas Story" is: "Then you used up all the glue...on PURPOSE!")
We are working hard as parents to correct our boy's oft-errant behavior while simultaneously keeping our heads from exploding. It's exhausting work, but we are plowing through it. And, no, it's not the climbing/hanging/jumping. We accept that as the nature of the beast. It's the defiance/disobedience/tantrum-throwing that is more the problem. But it's a phase right? Please tell me it's just a phase.
Because we have plenty of boxes. And we know most of your addresses.
And therein lies an important difference between men and women. I walked around with a dropped jaw, amazed at how much work had been done. Lisa and James enjoyed the pretty lights. I think they were better off than me.
We had a great time, overall. The qualification is due to the stresses of doing anything with a six-year-old boy. Here's a question to those of you familiar with six-year-old boys: Do they ALL climb on everything? 'Cause I remember being six, but I don't remember all the climbing. And hanging. And jumping. And there is a great deal to climb on/hang from/jump over in The Magic Kingdom (tm).
Our boy has been a bit of a challenge lately, thus the easy choice of making Greg the winning entrant in the last contest. There really are times that shipping him off in a box seems like the right thing to do, the sane thing to do.
Congrats are due here to Randy, so confident of his status that he didn't even need to submit an entry there at the end. Randy, you are hereby granted the title "Caption Master." Honors and privileges already at the age of forty......something.
(Which reminds me that my current favorite line in "A Christmas Story" is: "Then you used up all the glue...on PURPOSE!")
We are working hard as parents to correct our boy's oft-errant behavior while simultaneously keeping our heads from exploding. It's exhausting work, but we are plowing through it. And, no, it's not the climbing/hanging/jumping. We accept that as the nature of the beast. It's the defiance/disobedience/tantrum-throwing that is more the problem. But it's a phase right? Please tell me it's just a phase.
Because we have plenty of boxes. And we know most of your addresses.
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