Out of nowhere on Friday, while driving Michael to preschool from
the back seat I hear, "Mommy, remember when we met Mickey and Goofy?"
"Of course Michael."
"I don't think that was real, I think that was just a costume."
"Of course it was real Michael."
"No it wasn't."
"What makes you say that?"
"Because they live in Mickey's clubhouse. Not on the Mickey boat."
"Couldn't they have left the clubhouse to come on the Mickey boat?"
"No."
"No?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because they can't leave the clubhouse."
"Michael, I know that that was Mickey and Goofy."
"I wasn't Mommy. It just wasn't."
I'm
devastated. If my 4 year old doesn't believe he saw Mickey, what's
next? It's a good thing we don't believe in Santa. How am I ever
going to get him to believe in the tooth fairy?
What is he going to do when we go back in two years? Turn to Mickey and say you're not Mickey?
