So we decided that 8 months old is the perfect age to ride Pirates of the Caribbean. As shown above, Luke was pretty happy waiting in line, watching the boats full of people go by, and chewing on his shades. The first 30 seconds of the ride were flawless. Then the talking skull & bones came on the scene and a big drop that sprayed us with water caused our child to scream and cry his way through the remaining 15 minutes of the attraction. He just burrowed his little head into my chest (see photo below) and wailed. I'm sure everyone in our boat wanted to toss us overboard and were muttering, "worst parents ever, etc. etc." We were thinking it as well.
So after the trauma of Pirates, we decided to head over to the kiddie rides. The lines were several miles long for all the rides except for Snow White's Scary Adventure. The fact that there was a short line and the ride has the word scary in the title did not stop the worst parents ever from taking their son on a ride that according to Dan, "can't be that scary right?" Please look at our sons face below to determine his fright level. Try to refrain from calling CPS.
We finally got things right with the Jungle Cruise. Disneyland becomes the happiest place on earth once more.
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