Flashback Friday - The mystery of the magic of Mickey

Mickey and me, circa 1979

Here's a little something I pulled outta the ol' photo album for you today.  This was taken on the first of a handful of family road trips from Toronto to Florida's Disney World in the 70s and 80s.  I'm guessing I was about 5 because I still had my original 2 front teeth. This was back when my name was Alice (I asked people to call me Alicia when I started college, and fyi I've been debating going back to Alice, but that's for another blog post).

Anyway, back to Mickey.  So, what is it about this mouse that's had generations of children enthralled and obsessed? Look at how I'm looking at him. Seriously, look. Seems like the most magical moment of my childhood, right?  Actually, it probably was. Good job, Dad, catching it on camera *high five*.

Now my daughter, who's two and a half, is in love with Mickey, too.  Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is her favorite and only show she wants to watch on T.V.   And I don't have a problem with it, or anything (because it's not nearly as annoying as gag Dora the Explorer, for example). It's slightly educational and very entertaining for her. However, one problem I do have is that I find Mickey to be a little bossy and passive aggressive. Have any of you ever watched the show? Why does he get to decide who does what, and when? The non-conformist in me doesn't like that about him.

But, that's all I have to say about that subject.  Kind of a strange blog post today.

Cute picture, though, n'est-ce pas?

So, I hope you all have a great weekend!!  The weather's supposed to be perfection here in Atlanta.  I'm planning on enjoying some quiet time with my amazing husband and daughter, maybe clean the house, definitely make some jewelry.

I'll see you back here on Monday!