Me So Happy
Posted by Ryan Woods
It rained and it poured.
I was as wet as a dog in a car wash. My wife was in a similar position.
Jones was cold, hungry, wet, and happy.
We were in California, or even better yet, we were in Disney Land.
They say that it is warm and beautiful down there, but I disagree.
Myth.
Age old traditions passed down through the generations. Nothing more.
Disneyland, however, is so much deeper than myth.
Legend.
Jones visited the magical Tiki Room, Small World, and Bugs Life among others. 
He loved it all. He could hardly keep himself from jumping up and down in that awkward fashion that babies of only seven months do. I think he may have been making an attempt at dancing, but instead his body bobbed up and down like a bowie lost at sea. He smiled, he giggled, and he looked around in awe and amazement. "I've never seen a bird talk before" Jones would have said if he was a second coming of Doogie. Concerning Small World I imagine that Jones would have said "What the *&%$ is up with all these creepy dolls! Get me the &!#$ out of here mom", though his eyes seemed to only say "Me so happy".
The Meatball was happy.
I was happy.
Jessica was happy.
We were all at the happiest place on earth.
My brother in law Jeremy got back from Iraq safe and sound...and we are all happy.
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