We had two, fun-ish, days at Disneyland. Camryn told everyone for weeks that she was going to Disneyland for her birthday...even strangers...but she woke up on the wrong side of the portable crib mattress and was so terrible on our first day. Like worst behavior of her entire life. She aggressivley stomped on every toe, pushed people that weren't moving fast enough in line, spit at us when we told her anything she didn't like and randomly screamed. She was the most excited about seeing the Evil Queen, which tracked. Craig was "a bad, bad daddy" and I was "a bad, bad mommy" and the only thing that got us through that day was the four hour break she and I took in the afternoon.
The second day was better, for the most part...less toe stomping and more smiling...but I'm back in the mindset that Disney is not the happiest place on earth.
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