Hayley's POV
"Time for your first trip to Disney, Mikey!" Chad said enthusiastically as he picked him up and held him in the air.
He kicked his legs and flapped his arms around crazily.
"I'm so excited!" Chad said.
"I can tell," I chuckled as I took Mikey from Chad.
I picked up his bottle of milk and handed it to him. He started gulping and feeling my hair. He does that whenever he's tired, it's his little comfort thing.
Our breathing became synchronized and he looked up at me with his beautiful brown eyes. He reached up and grabbed my nose. I giggled and pinched his. He detached his mouth from the bottle and laughed.
We gazed at each other for a while, me holding him close. He rested his head on my breast and continued drinking.
"Ready?" Chad asked with an excited grin on his face.
"Yeah, let's go," I said, carrying Michael out of our room.
"We haven't been to Disney world sice you were preggers," he said.
"I know. I just hope he doesn't cry when he meets Mickey."
"He won't," Chad assured me.
"Well most babies do, so I'm just gonna bare that in mind." I said.
I strapped Mikey in his car seat and handed him his snack catcher that had some Apple Jack's in it and put his sippy cup in the bottle holder.
Chad was already in the drivers seat, so I got in the passenger seat next to him.
"Here we go," he said as he started the engine.
As he drove, he held my hand and rested them on his thigh. I looked over and smiled at him, he returned the smile and looked back at the road.
We drove for a painful two hours with a screaming baby in the back.
I checked up on him in the mirror and turned to Chad.
"Can I put on some music to soothe him?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure," he said.
I put on Twentyonepilots album, Blurryface, and he stopped crying instantly.
Chad and I looked at each other and smiled in relief.
When we arrived, I took Mikey out of the car seat and transferred him into the stroller. I put his little Mickey mouse ears on him and gave him his Mickey mouse plush toy.
He cried and pulled off the ears, throwing them on the floor.
"C'mon buddy, you look so adorable," I said, picking them up.
"I look lame mom," Chad said, pretending to be Mikey.
I chuckled and nuged him. We checked in at the hotel before starting our family weekend at Disney.
I pushed Mikey round disney in his stroller and Chad had his hand rested on my hip.
It wasn't long before we saw donald duck. We tried getting a picture but Mikey was having none of it. He cried constantly.
"I told you he'd freak out," I said as we walked away.
"He'll get used to it," Chad said. "Can we try and get him to meet Olaf?"
"As if a giant duck isn't bad enough, how do you think he'll react to a giant snowman?"
"He'll be fine."
