Have a Magical Day

We've made it through three days at Disneyland. I know, that's a lot. And there are still two more days. We've mostly stuck together, but finding stuff that both kids are willing to do is a challenge. "I don't like Disneyland," says the 6.5-year-old with alarming frequency. She wants to go back to the hotel, though I'm not sure that she'd find that very fun either if everybody didn't come. The two kiddos get along pretty well most of the time, though, which is a huge help.

I'm impressed by how well my friends E. and S. - who have now been divorced for five years - are managing the co-parenting task on this trip. E. has sole custody and S. sees the kids about once a year. Even so, he seems to "get" them pretty well and is kind, fun, and affectionate. Also patient with and supportive of E.

I notice my own assumptions about the best way to do things - in terms of rest, nutrition, finances, etc. are pretty different from theirs, but I'm trying to just go with the flow.

Disneyland is a pretty special place. Most of the rides I could take or leave, but I love the courtesy and attention to detail from the staff - er, cast. Fireworks, shows, etc. are fun. I think I could get a coffee, find a bench on Main Street, and just listen to the music and watch people forever.