This past weekend, while driving to his Saturday morning gymnastics class, my 6-year-old son asks, “can we go to… go to… to…” So I’m thinking that he’s going to ask to go to a “real” place, like the park, or the space & science museum. But no, he finishes, “can we go to double-u-double-u-double-u-dot-disney-on-ice-dot-com?” (www.disneyonice.com) Not until later that night, during dinner, when I laughingly tell the story to my partner & he responds, “OH NO!” does the full horror sink in…
hahah. M is hysterical.