She wants to go to Disneyworld

She says, I want to take the kids to Disneyworld. I say, I'd rather go somewhere just you and I and relax. No I want to go to Disneyworld, she says. That's a great idea, that's exactly what I was thinking, I say.

Let's go in December, it's the slow time and apparently some of the line ups for the rides are only half an hour she says (wow, only half an hour, I wouldn't stand in a line for half an hour if the bank was giving away free money). She finds out we can buy a fast pass which gives us the right to walk for 2 kilometers to arrive at a ride 2 hours before we are going to board it so we can swipe our fast pass and return 2 hours later to board at a designated time (fast? convenient? hmm.....). I say, why don't we just get in line now with the great unwashed that didn't buy a fast pass and get this over with. She gave me that look and off we went merrily swiping the week away.

They way I see it, when you're a kid, everyday is like being in Disneyland. It's the parents that need the holiday. We work all year to feed, dress, undress, wipe off, medicate, educate and stimulate our kids, then we spend months scrimping and saving and planning how we can rescue the poor little inmates from their life of drudgery and we sweep them off to far away magical locations where we spend a week feeding, dressing, undressing, wiping off, medicating, educating, and stimulating them.

Maybe I'm missing something but, aren't holidays supposed to be a break from the routine of daily life????