I want Disney-waynd, pwease! (Not without a PASS!)

Oh boy. Wish us luck.

We will dare yet again to conquer the happiest place on earth (and California Adventures) with the three bears this weekend. Two bears was already a bit of a challenge last year - factor in the extra weight I had to carry when I was with child, and it adds up to an experience you hope to never have to repeat. *lol*

Nah...actually, we had a great time! Our fears of having to go through one of NBear's tantrums while in an hour-long queue, were quickly quelled when a friend of mine (thanks a million, JA!) suggested that we go to the Disneyland City Hall, and ask for a Disability Pass for NBear.

Yes! Disney considers autism a condition that is worthy of a "go-to-the-front-of-the-line" pass! How wonderful is that? :) That small ticket was the true magic for NBear that day. Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo!

We were able to ride almost everything in record time, which was great because it didn't give her the chance to realize how hot it was! This was before her biomeds program, when everything was still pretty much like walking on eggshells and fearing the worst! Her communication and social skills weren't as "developed" back then as they are now.

Sure, she still had her moments - like when she covered her ears for the first parts of the rides (I loved how she kept one hand on an ear while the other shot lasers at aliens - can you name that ride?) , and when she lost it for a good 10 minutes while watching the firework finale. (That was tough! She tried running away, crying, hands shoving down on her ears. We almost had to sit on her to calm her down. Not a happy memory at all, but at least it was at the end of the day!)

When it was over, her smile returned and she said "Aaaallll Done!" *sigh*

...If your heart is in your dream,

No request is too extreme.

When you wish upon a star,

As dreamers do.....