Enough talk about being sick! Let’s talk about my trip!

When Courtney and I were conspiring/ daydreaming/ planning our trip to Florida she kept asking me if there was anything I HAD to do at the Magic Kingdom on Saturday. And really the only thing I could come up with was this: I had to ride Dumbo.

I can’t remember my age, but I must have been somewhere between 5 and 7, and my family visited The Magic Kingdom. I don’t remember much about the day, but I do remember we all rode Dumbo. Daddy rode with Austina and I was paired with my mom.

The thing about the Dumbo ride is you get in the elephant seat and it rises up and spins around, making the elephants fly. The neat thing is the joystick in the seat that allows you to control how high the elephant will fly. But when I was at The Magic Kingdom with my family I was paired with my mother and I was not allowed to touch the joy stick. That is correct. I couldn’t make Dumbo fly high.

My mom is afraid of heights which is why she was keeping me from the fun. But it was seared into my memory, my only real memory of our family’s only trip to Disney.

So this past Saturday I was able to overcome my memory of the sad Dumbo ride with a happy one of riding Dumbo and making him fly as high as possible.

It was so much fun! And I can’t wait for the day my family gets to go to Disney together and I can let my son fly high on Dumbo.

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