
At an impromptu luncheon with my parents and little sister today, the topic of Disney World was brought up. As is customary every year or so, we begin planning our big family vacation to Disney. We have been there more times than I am able to count in the last thirteen years, our first trip being when I was thirteen. It is a magical place that shows exactly how childlike my family is. Not in our desire to eat loads of ice cream, or stay up late at night, but in our ability to be in awe of magic, and beauty, and believe anything is possible (especially at Disney). As my parents three children get older (myself included), we have mastered the art of the theme parks. We have in depth knowledge of which rides to run to first, and which rides to skip all together.


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