I have been itching for Disneyland these days (that can also be read: I have been dreaming about Disneyland nightly) so I decided to go for a Disneyland picture. This picture was taken Christmas of 2006. It was the second Christmas we had spent at Disneyland, and I have decided that Christmas is the best AND worst time to be in Disneyland. Everything is extra magical with that Christmas glow, and the decorations are super fun, but it is is SO busy. Disneyland was so packed they kept driving shuttles around trying to convince people to hop on and go to California Adventure.
This picture is me, my dad, and my younger brother, Garrison, waiting in line for Peter Pan. As is normal for most families, my mom is taking the picture and so is not featured, but she is there behind the lens. There is something about Disneyland, and something about Peter Pan in particular (the story, the ride, the movie, etc.), that made me truly believe I didn't want to ever grow up. Now that I'm grown, it reminds me that I don't want to ever act old and fuddy-duddy.
Moments after this picture was taken my dad and Garrison took a flying ship, and my mom and I were in the one behind them. My mom and I were laughing the entire time as we watched Garrison try and touch everything within reach. He wasn't digging the 'little' rides that my mom and I adore in Fantasyland, so, my dad recommended he try and appreciate all the work and detail that went into making those rides what they were even if he didn't care for the ride itself. It turned into Garrison trying to touch everything outside of his vehicle on every ride. It was like he was three years old, but don't be fooled: he was 16.
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