The first time we took Heather to Disneyland, she rode in an
umbrella stroller. She wasn’t speaking much
yet, but we’d taught her a lot of signs – banana, cat, milk, toilet, popcorn
– the really important ones. We were on the sidewalk beside Main Street, USA
when I noticed a long line of people on the opposite side of the street, queued
up for a chance to get Mickey’s autograph. I knelt down beside Heather, pointed
across the street, and signed, “Mickey Mouse.” I don’t know how much cast
members can see from inside those big costume heads. I do know that somehow he
(she?) saw me signing whilst juggling autograph books and posing for
photographs. As we watched, Mickey’s head turned to look straight at Heather
and signed, “I love you.” For this and for dozens of very similar experiences,
we’re always counting the days to our next Disney trip. Nine weeks to go!
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