Even though I’m all grown up, I still feel under the spell of Disney. It’s even more magical now that we have a little one to enjoy it.
Visiting the Magic Kingdom is always special, on its own. We go often, thanks to our Annual Passes, and we love everything about it (ok, everything but the humidity in summer, but it’s a small price to pay). Sometimes, we just take it easy and stroll around Magic Kingdom. Other times, we hit it hard, like we did for Star Wars Weekends, trying to squeeze in as much fun as we can into our time at the parks.
This past week, we didn’t have a schedule. We were spending the time with family, celebrating Mr PugRunner’s father’s 80th birthday, and letting little man spend quality time with his cousins. It was an incredible vacation, full of smiles and laughter and good company. I wasn’t feeling 100% and the long days were hard on my energy, but it didn’t bother me nearly as much as I thought, because we were having so much fun.
There was one moment, however, that made our trip extra memorable.
On Wednesday night, after a delicious celebratory dinner at Il Mulino, we took a bit of a walk around the Disney Boardwalk. As we passed the pirate ship outside the Yacht Club, little man started talking about how he saw Loki (of Avengers infamy) lurking on board. Of course, we all nodded, and said we hoped that Iron Man and Captain America and friends would take care of it, and continued on our way.
The next day, we all met in the lobby of the Boardwalk Inn, where some members of our party were staying, so that we could head to breakfast at Kouzzina. As we were waiting, we were approached by Cast Member Mike, who was manning the Disney Vacation Club kiosk. My brother-in-law and his family are already owners, so it was a relatively quick chat before we headed out.
Little man was in a particularly talkative mood, and as we trailed behind our group, he turned to Mike and shared with him the vital information that Loki was hiding in the pirate ship. At first, Mike seemed a little confused, so I explained who Loki was. Rather than dismissing little man, Mike told us to wait, grabbed his cell phone and “placed a call” to Captain America. Little man’s face was incredulous when Mike told him that Captain America was on the case and that little man had probably saved the day!
It was so sweet and thoughtful, and I mouthed a thank you to Mike as we said our goodbyes and continued to breakfast.
And I really didn’t give it another thought.
About thirty minutes later, Mr PugRunner and little man returned to the lobby. Little man was a little overwhelmed and probably overtired, and needed a few minutes to decompress. As they were talking, Mike noticed them and came back over. He told Mr PugRunner that he didn’t mean to interrupt, but that something had been left with him to give to little man. He handed over a folded piece of paper.
When little man returned to Kouzzina, he was BEAMING. He hurried over to show me what he had.
I’m going to be very honest and say that I teared up a little. It was just so incredibly thoughtful of Mike to go that extra step, and with one little slip of paper, he made our son’s week. Little man read his note to anyone who would listen, including the servers at our table. He asked if we could frame the note when we got home, so he could hang it on his wall. He was just so proud and so honored, and I was just so appreciative that Mike took the time to make the magic a little more real for our son.
Tomorrow, I’m going frame shopping. It’s not every day you get to hang a note from Captain America in your house.
What things make you feel like a kid again?
Who’s your favorite: Captain America, Iron Man or Thor? (I’m Team Iron Man).