Caden is at a wonderful age where he in many ways he is still my little boy yet he is quickly growing up and away from us. Before I know it, he will reach an age where holding my hand in public is an embarrassment. Kisses and hugs will have to be perfunctory and only permitted where they cannot be seen by others. The time we have to enjoy each others company as we do now is fleeting. I wanted to capture some memories of him while he still has an innocent outlook and can be amazed by magical events. It seemed the time had come to take Caden to Disneyland.
We sent Natalie to visit Grandma Penny in Dallas so that Ben and I could create special memories with Caden. Don't feel too bad for her. She charmed her way across the third largest city in Texas. I'm fairly certain her Facebook Fan Page now includes serveral stewardesses, a couple of pilots, hundreds of airport travelers, and countless numbers of residents of the Dallas/Ft. Worth metroplex. She would easily pass Ashton Kutcher in the number of Twitter followers if she could only figure out how to use a Qwerty keyboard.
As for us, we flew into San Diego so that we could treat Caden to something special - a train ride along the Pacific Ocean. For years Caden has asked to ride the "train on the beach." Amtrak's Pacific Surfliner fit the bill perfectly.
The weather in Anaheim was surprisingly not perfectly sunny and warm. It was overcast and cold. It did not stop us from having a great time. When we arrived at Disneyland, the entire park was beautifully decorated for the holidays. Here's a shot of Main Street, USA. (I love the Mickey wreaths)
There was so much to do and so much to see that I cannot possibly recap our entire trip. I will say that we met some great characters, such as Goofy.
We learned that Caden is most like Jiminy Cricket...
and that riding in the cockpit of a blue monorail is "awesome"
and that if you get wet on the River Run ride, you might was well go all out and ride over and over again until you're soaked. Unless, of course, you're me and would much rather watch from the sidelines. By the way, Caden's wearing a yellow raincoat in this picture.
We also learned that our son is a fearless thrill seeker.
We rode Space Mountain FOUR times, Big Thunder Mountain THREE times, the Madderhorn TWO times, and Indiana Jones just once (due to stringent height restrictions which we were able to "work around" once but were unwilling to try again).
In the end, our trip was everything I hoped it would be.
Memorable. Wonderful. Magical.
We were short on time but long on memories. I am already making plans for when we can bring Natalie so that she too can experience the joy that is Disney.