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Talk about culture
shock.
At 7:00 in the morning my 5 year old daughter Natalie (a.k.a.
Nat) and I (40 year-old John, a.k.a. Dad) were boarding a plane
in Newark, NJ. It was a dreary day with temperatures in the high
40's. A mere four hours later we were enjoying the 80+ degrees
and Florida sunshine in the "Piano Pool" at Disney's
All Star Music Resort in Walt Disney World. But I get ahead of
myself.
This short (3 day) trip came out of a desire on my part to spend some quality dad/daughter time with Nat. Since Nat's little sister Charlotte was born a year ago June, my wife Andie and I felt that it was a good idea to plan special events with just Nat. When the baby is older we will do the same with her. Nat & Andie had gone together on a trip to Arizona to visit Andie's sister last winter and now it was my turn. My first choice for a daddy/daughter jaunt was, of course, Walt Disney World.