My family (plus Max!) spent a week in Disneyworld for Christmas, courtesy of my wonderful grandparents. It was the first real vacation I'd been on since the last time I went to Disneyworld ten years previous.
Needless to say, I felt absolutely spoiled. We had five-day passes that let us into all of the Disney parks and we even ventured to Harry Potter World for a Sunday. Admittedly, HPW was a bit of a disappointment (the Butterbeer, however, was to die for). The streets were too narrow and too crowded. Half of the 'stores' were really just faux store fronts with no real stores inside. The lines were insane. However, if any of you are heading to HPW in the near future, I can let you in on a secret that will cut your wait time for the main ride from two hours to ten minutes. Hehehe... really though. Call me.
It was the first warm Christmas in my memory. In a traditional sense, it didn't feel like Christmas. In a spiritual sense, it was perfect. I spent the day with my family and my boy. I could not have asked for anything more.