MikePA
Super Moderator
<font color="blue"> Personally, the whole Disney thing does nothing for me. I'll do a park 1 day for the kids sake. </font>
From my personal experience...may not apply to you. Don't mean to preach, just sharing what I've learned now that my daughters are 21 and 18.
When our first daughter was young, initially I either did not participate in events that were strictly for her, e.g., school plays, visits to 'kiddie parks', etc. I thought they were boring and if I didn't want to attend, I'd let my wife handle it. I always managed to convince myself I had more important things to do. Since my wife seemed to enjoy them, I let her attend, or I attended reluctantly. Then it dawned on me;
1. I didn't have more important things to do, either at home or at work.
2. Whether or not I 'enjoyed' the event was not important, my kids enjoyed it.
3. My daughters would only be this age once.
4. While it might not have been important for me to be there, it was important for my daughters to see their dad there.
5. I was focusing on what I was going to get out of an event, not what I could contribute to my kids experience.
I didn't want to miss the chance to make a memory with and for my kids. Some of the saddest words are, "I should have.". No more chances to squeeze into a tiny little school desk, no more chances to listen to off key band music, no more chances to tour the classrooms where my daughters spent their days. Believe me, all too soon they'll be grown and gone.
From my personal experience...may not apply to you. Don't mean to preach, just sharing what I've learned now that my daughters are 21 and 18.
When our first daughter was young, initially I either did not participate in events that were strictly for her, e.g., school plays, visits to 'kiddie parks', etc. I thought they were boring and if I didn't want to attend, I'd let my wife handle it. I always managed to convince myself I had more important things to do. Since my wife seemed to enjoy them, I let her attend, or I attended reluctantly. Then it dawned on me;
1. I didn't have more important things to do, either at home or at work.
2. Whether or not I 'enjoyed' the event was not important, my kids enjoyed it.
3. My daughters would only be this age once.
4. While it might not have been important for me to be there, it was important for my daughters to see their dad there.
5. I was focusing on what I was going to get out of an event, not what I could contribute to my kids experience.
I didn't want to miss the chance to make a memory with and for my kids. Some of the saddest words are, "I should have.". No more chances to squeeze into a tiny little school desk, no more chances to listen to off key band music, no more chances to tour the classrooms where my daughters spent their days. Believe me, all too soon they'll be grown and gone.