What Has Happened To Our Childhood?

I've ranted about this before, but it bears repeating.

I miss the 90's. Remember the Rugrats? How Tommy was the adventurer, Chuckie the faithful sidekick, and Phil and Lil just plain adorable? Do you remember Hey Arnold and how Helga had that creepy gum sculpture of him in her closet? Do you remember when your entire world stretched from your house to the best climbing tree? (Before that stupid lighting hit it and almost killed that one kid.)

When did that end? And if you say 2000 I will...read aloud from The Origin of Species. (Charles Darwin) You don't want me to go there. And so, in my neverending quest to reclaim that childhood feeling I went to Disney World...again.

I would totally show you some pictures...if I could find the cord, but I can't, so that is out.

There is no way I could talk about it all, because that's just not happening, so I'll just talk about my birthday. It started off in Epcot where we ate at the Akershus Royal Banquet. I met Mulan and she called me princess. *soars* I freaking love Mulan! All the Disney princesses signed a card for me, and so did my waitress, her name was Caitlin or something. (Do not judge my teenaged love of princesses.)

Then we rode the Monorail (in the front!) to the Magic Kingdom. There is nothing cooler than riding in the front of a monorail.

*to be continued*