On Thursay, our 4th day there, we had luch at Cinderella's Castle for my youngest's birthday (she turned 5 that day). We met almost all of the princesses and the lunch was another magical time that kept her smiling all day. She was so happy that she smiled as she slept; maybe having dreams of living in the castle with the other princesses.
My oldest had been dealing with a sprained ankle for a couple weeks and we even kept her out of soccer the weekend we went away so she would not aggravate it. As the week progressed in Disney it started to hurt her earlier and earlier each day, till on friday I had to push her around in a wheel chair because she couldn't walk at all. We still had a lot of fun, but my Disney memory happend that night. My girls bought me a Mickey Mouse pin that said "World's Greatest Dad". My oldest looked up at me from the wheelchair, handed me the pin, and said "Daddy, even without this pin, you are the greatest Dad in the world!" All the blisters, sore feet, long lines, and exhaustion washed away, and I was left with that simple phrase.
It may be people in costumes, over priced food and soveniers, and overcrowded, but Disney is magical. And my girls thinking that I am the Greatest Dad is all the magic I will ever need.