Believing in Magic


The magical innocence of children…it’s the wonder of it that draws me in like a vacuum hose to sawdust.

Recently, my husband and I spent some time in Disney World with my oldest son, daughter-in-law and three of our young grandchildren. Their eldest daughter, at just five years old was up for anything. Riding rollercoasters of tall and fast, lumbering in a log toward splashing white rapids and marveling at roaming wild animals during a jungle safari. She loved the beauty of colored gardens and especially, getting autographs from her favorite Disney characters.

My only grandson who is just about to turn three gripped his grandpa’s hand while eyeing Captain Hook during a boat ride through storyland. Soon he fell down Splash Mountain, opening his mouth wide in joyous laughter. And later, he was thrilled to discover the Wild Animal Park hopping up and down on windy dirt roads in a bumpy jeep. One of his favorite things to do was climb the ropes around Dinosaur Land, and later, dig for “prehistoric” bones hidden in the cool dry sand under a billowy canopy.

The youngest of my grandchildren was carried by her mother in a knapsack of sorts that fitted across her waist and chest. There, Mama’s infant was serene and sublime most of the time. Hardly a peep was ever heard from this little one on any given day. She was exactly where she wanted to be: nestled against Mama.

One of the biggest hits of Disney World was having breakfast while meeting some of my grandchildren’s favorite Disney characters: Goofy, Donald Duck, and Mickie & Minnie Mouse. To see their faces light from deep within, feel their emotions, and hear the bell of their giggles was truly priceless. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them happier in the whole of their lives. It’s a morning I shall never forget for as long as I live.

As we left, my grand-daughter posed a serious question. “Grandma, are the characters REAL or are they people just wearing costumes? “Hmmm,” I thought. “How shall I answer this precious child?” I certainly didn’t want to take the allure out any of the joy we had just witnessed. “Well, sweetie, we are at Disney World where everything is magic. So, yes, here the characters are real.”

*Think like a child again. Put a little magic in your life today!

 

Do You Believe in Magic?


Do you believe in MAGIC?  If looking through the lens of a child your answer surely is Y.E.S!  A special event took place recently here in St. Louis at The Magic House, entitled Tea with Cinderella.  It was the beginning of spring, a new season had begun and if you dared to touch air you might feel a charge…a zip, a zap.  Electricity bounced from innocent young ‘ladies’ who skipped along in their best fairy-tale finery.

Once inside, waiters wearing red jackets greeted guests, reminding me of those depicted in Disney’s, Beauty and the Beast.  At the end of the isle, a glowing grand ballroom waited with windows of painted panes high to the ceiling.  Tables of round danced in flowing cloths to the floor while silver pots of tea sat next to matching vessels of pink lemonade.  In the center were china bowls of sugar cubes sparkling in the sun and at every place setting a cardboard crown waited to be decorated with colorful gems.

Joining me that morning was my oldest grand-daughter together with her mama.  Like many others at our table, she was barely able to contain her excitement.  To think she’d soon get to meet the REAL Cinderella!  She jumped up and down with gritted teeth of smiles or squealed with abundant anticipation.  Arranging her jewels while fluffing a fuchsia tutu of sequins, she wondered aloud when the magic was about to begin.

“Where’s Cinderella, Grandma?  Please, I want to meet Cinderella,” she pleaded, again and again and again!

Suddenly, in the foreground of the room poor Cinderella was seen scrubbing dingy brick floors while Fairy Godmother read excerpts from a beautiful book plopped atop her lap. Before anyone could shout Bippity-Boppity-Boo, magic happened.  With sweeps of a silver wand a new Cinderella appeared in a beautiful sky blue satin ball gown together with her handsome Prince Charming.  There, they waltzed to the familiar music that  every little girl dreams about.

No, it wasn’t midnight when Tea with Cinderella ended…..Still, girls of young and even those of ‘older’ glistened with sprinkles of fairy dust.  Yes, magic is real and dreams do come true.