Dear Spike:
We weren't sure how you'd react, but my money was on "scream and flee."
But when it came time for you to meet Winnie the Pooh, we could hardly hold you back. You ran into his arms like a bear to honey.
Your mother and I have always been partial to Disneyland. But as it turns out, it's about 38 times better when you do it with a little kid. And since this was your very first sojourn to the long-purported Happiest Place on Earth, it was especially fun to watch you take it all in.
You're sleeping now, after a long day of Disney, and no doubt dreaming of dancing dolls, drunken pirates and spinning teacups.
And I'm only worried abut one thing:
How do I explain to you, tomorrow, that we don't get to do this every day?
Love,
dad
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