Last year when Cornel and I had to go to Paris (for yet another embassy trip) we decided to take Nathan to EuroDisney. It was such an amazing trip and we couldn't wait to take Nathan back.
Since we had to make a return trip to the Embassy we decided to take advantage and go back. This would be a little different of course since we would also have a baby on board. It is one thing to take a toddler to Disney, but taking a newborn was a whole different ball game.
Nathan had no idea what to think at first and I think at the beginning he was in pure shock. It didn't last long and soon he was having a great time, screaming and laughing.
We had booked a character breakfast like we had done last year to show Nathan the characters. Since he was so terrified last year we didn't really want to push it, but figured this way he could enjoy them from afar while he ate his croissants. We were shocked when he wanted to go right up to Mickey and even wanted to give him a hug. Who was this kid?
Not wanting to feel left out, Noah also wanted to get in on the action. His first picture with Mickey at only two months old, he is going to have some high expectations in the future.
Since the breakfast had gone so well with Nathan we decided to do a dinner with the characters too. We headed over to the Disneyland Hotel and their uber fancy restaurant to enjoy a wonderful dinner (with wine, yummy yummy wine).
I can hardly explain how teary-eyed I became when Nathan ran and gave Mickey the biggest hug and just started kissing him. It was truly the sweetest thing.
And again Noah didn't want to feel left out of the dinner shenanigans ... (I carried him for most of the trip rather than dealing with the gigantic newborn strollers).
On our last day at Disney we just took our time and did a few of the things we wanted to do again before leaving. Our plan was promptly disrupted when Nathan noticed Winnie the Pooh. He was just standing and waving at him, and so we decided to brave the half hour l one to see him. So much for getting an early start home.
Unlike with Mickey, when we finally got to see Pooh Nathan acted like he didn't even care. He calmly walked over, gave him a quick hug and then posed for his picture. Check out his crossed legs and his glance away for the camera.
We did however snag the first picture of the four of us, so thanks Pooh.
Allin all, it was a great trip. My mom is so heartbroken that she has missed out on two Disney trips with her grandson(s) that she has decided to take Nathan to Disneyland in California over Christmas vacation. This kids is nothing if not spoiled. I think Cornel and I will take advantage and head to Las Vegas instead.





















