Time For a Road Trip?

Last night was a normal bed time...or so I thought. After the pip-squeak's bath I brought her into her room to get dressed for bed. As usual, I pulled the PJs from the top of the stack. They just happened to have Mickey Mouse on them. I slipped them over her head, and all hell broke loose!! She started crying hysterically. I asked her what was wrong, but she was just too upset to tell me. She went to the closet and got her shoes.
"Let's go, Mom," she cried.
I took her shoes away, which only got her crying louder.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked.
"I want to go to Disneyland! Let's go to Diiisssnnnneeeeeyyyyy Laaaannnnnnnd..."
I told her we weren't going to Disneyland; that it was too far away; and that it was bed time. It was no use though. She was inconsolable. She cried and cried. I promised her that when we did go to Disneyland I would take her. She got really excited and ran to her dresser to get ready to go. Oops. I had to tell her again that we weren't going to Disneyland, and the whole thing started over. I really can't imagine that all this started from one little Mickey Mouse T-shirt! She cried for over 30 minutes before she fell asleep. Apparently she really needs a vacation!

May 2008
I know she had fun when we went to Disneyland last year, but seriously. . . Can she remember any of it? Apparently it left an impression!