We had a great trip to Disney World a couple of years ago. It was back when I only had three kids so life was really easy ya know? Well, I didn't tell my kids that we were going, I just told them that I had a big surprise for them at the end of the week. They were so excited! They kept asking and asking what the surprise was but I just told them they were going to have to wait and see. When Thursday afternoon rolled around, I packed their bags and threw them in the car. I told them that their surprise was that we were going to go somewhere. They freaked out and begged me to tell them where we were going. "You'll see when we get there!" We got in the car and the suspense was killing them. They started guessing. McDonald's? No better. Veronica's house? No better. The pool? No better. Daddy's office? No better.
As we got closer to the airport they were starting to get mad. They were too young for such anticipation. "Please just tell us!" They begged.
We took the airport exit, turned a corner and the Dulles airport came into view. They saw the airport and I'm not joking, they all burst into tears and cried, "The AIRPORT? This is the worst surprise ever mom. What are we supposed to do here? Your big surprise was to bring us to the airport? This is terrible!"
There is no way any kid is that dumb.
I wanted to wait until the plane landed to tell them that we were going to spend the weekend in Disney World, but I had to tell them at the curbside check in. Oh we ended up having a great trip, but the whole surprise thing didn't really work out the way I had envisioned.