Ever since Kaleb reached 40 inches tall, going to Disneyland has been so much fun. Now he can go on Star Tours, Splash Mountain, Soarin', and...as we discovered last week Tower of Terror.
I had never been on the ride, but silly me I just assumed if he was tall enough he must be old enough as well. The thing is...Kaleb is only 3 1/2 but he's as tall as a lot of 4 and 5 year-olds.
So we're standing in line and I notice several people looking at Kaleb and smiling, then whispering. Of course I just assumed they were talking about how handsome he is.
We get on the ride, strap ourselves in, and then...it happened...I realized that this ride was going to scare the living daylights out of him and maybe even scar him for life!
The lights go out, they play a little blurb about the haunted hotel we're in, and then we dropped! It was too dark for me to see Kaleb at first, but when I finally did his face said it all:
It said, "Mommy, you are a dumb-ass! What the heck are you trying to do to me? You know I'm gonna be waking up with nightmares for the next month, right? If I knew how to use the phone, I'd report you to Social Services. Why, Mommy? Why? I'll be a good boy! I promise!"
We went directly from Tower of Terror to the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse show. And from there to other happy rides.
...but you know what? He didn't shed a single tear. He even laughed about it later. That's my boy!
