I don't know if it's the forced happiness or the extreme over the top Disney commercialization or large costumed animals, or maybe a combination, but I have always been anti-mouse.
In a weak, sentimental moment recently I may have whispered something to the effect of, "Well, Annelise will turn 5 this year, she will probably enjoy it, maybe we could go around Christmas time." or something along those lines.
Oh. My. Goodness.
Over the last two to three weeks, Scott has ordered a Disney vacation DVD, purchased at least two travel guides, picked the brain of several coworkers and perused the Net relentlessly. I have unleashed a monster. He is living, breathing, thinking all things Disney.
While I know that you have to book certain things early, and on some levels I appreciate his foresight (since I am a terrible fly by the seat of your pants procrastinator), my mouse resentment is building.
Are you pro or anti mouse? Any Disney Must Dos? Any Disney Don't Bothers?