15 years from now...when they are getting ready to be parents themselves...what are they going to remember? That one baseball game or piano lesson that they didn't miss? Or a special family vacation every year?
Or as I explain to DH....what will they complain to their therapists about in 15 years if we don't take at least one family vacation a year? We need to make it worth the future therapist's time.
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I agree with those who advise waiting. I grew up in a Disney family. We went for two weeks every summer starting when I was 7. (I'm the middle of 3 daughters.) We had cheerleading, piano, ballet, softball, motocross (yep
), etc.... But we knew the Disney trip would happen. When we became teens, my mother allowed us to each bring a friend. Those trips were wild for my parents, I'm sure. Six teenaged girls at Disney for a week! (What were they thinking?
) But the trip went on. Sometimes we whined and sulked because we didn't want to miss the next meet, the visiting-artist dance class, or whatever boyfriend was so important at the time (yes, it's a teen girl thing), but the trip went on. We always managed to forget those things the minute we saw the "Welcome to Disneyworld" arch across the entry.
Now I have my own children.. For the early parts of their lives, we lived close enough to Disney to go often for 3 to 4 days at a time. After being wiped out by 2 hurricanes, we decided to head to dry land, and finally found it worthwhile to buy DVC. A week from today, we'll be checking into BCV, our first trip home.
It will be our first big summer trip to Disney, and my kids are thrilled! We've bought enough points to alternate a summer trip and a Christmas trip, but I see an add-on in our future.
We also travel to other destinations...we'll also tour Chicago this summer, and we're considering a ski vacation this winter and Australia next summer. But my DH has rsigned himself to the fact that the annual Disney trip will happen, unless there is a life-threatening family emergency. (If I had to do it all over again, I'd have it written into my vows.)
Why? Because those are absolutely the moments I remember about growing up. Not how my sisters always borrowed my clothes and ruined my new shoes (well...ok....I do remember that a lot
) Or what happened on the cheerleader squad, or what happened to those boyfriends I thought were so important, etc. I remember how excited we were to go to River Country (remember that place anyone?), and how my mom would take us and ride the tube ride with us, even though she can't swim.
And I remember how my older sister convinced me to go on Haunted Mansion the first time, and we rode together in the Doom Buggy, tightly holding hands. I confessed a few years ago that I had closed my eyes the whole time, and she confessed that she had, too!
And I remember my dad's absolute favorite ride being World of Motion. He passed away when I was 18, and I always think of him when I'm in Frontierland, because he was picked out of the audience in the old Diamond Horseshoe Revue show to dance with the can-can dancers. We just thought that was the funniest thing ever.
Next week, we're also taking my mom down with us. Because we have the room (2BR at BCV) and because being there with her grandchildren and seeing it through their eyes will be like seeing it all again for the first time, and she is thrilled and excited beyond belief. (She called my DD4 long-distance last night to sing It's a Small World to her.
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I guess I've written a tome, without meaning to. But thank you for bringing back these memories. I guess what I'm getting at is that sometimes ya gotta make kids do stuff because it's good for them. Like studying math, eating brocolli, getting vaccinations and visiting Disney.
And my dad taught me that life is short but memories last forever. Although he's been gone almost 20 years, he's still with me at Disney in stories, laughs and memories that I can share with my children (who never knew him) while we eat ice cream and sit on his favorite Magic Kingdom bench. But I couldn't for the life of me remember who my soccer team captain was, and even if I did, my kids wouldn't care.
Good luck with what you decide. Seems like life is more complicated these days, especially family life. And no two family is the same, but I know you will make the right choice for yours. Thank you for making me sit down and think about what's right for mine.