We just took our older son, Miles, to Disney World. I’m still processing everything I saw, because it was fascinating to experience Disney both through my eyes as an adult, and also to see how it was perceived by our three-year-old. Let me just share my honest, unfiltered take (and I apologize, I barely took pictures, as I tried to be in the moment, and Miles sure kept us busy)…
He’s now at the age where he doesn’t nap (but goodness, do we need a nap), and it’s also clear that he’s “experiencing” things more, so we figured he’d actually enjoy the experience. If I’m being honest, with my mom having recently passed, I try even harder to make the childhood of our kids as good as possible, because I know how happy she would be to see it, because nothing brought her more joy than them.
So this seemed like the perfect time to go. We decided to leave our younger son, Jet, with family at home, since taking a five-month-old to Disney would just massively complicate things. For that matter, we didn’t think he’d get anything out of the experience.
A great solo travel tip spotted this week on One Mile at a Time.
