Let’s face it…we all have expectations of Disney.

I mean, it’s supposed to be THE vacation.

The happiest place on earth…

Mickey, and Minnie, and Buzz, and Pooh Bear, and family, and love, and magic.

Everything rolled into one.

Amazing.

Joyous.

It’s supposed to be this:

But, let’s face it…reality, I mean…

It’s usually more like this:

All the time.

Siblings will be siblings.

Arguments will happen.

You roll with it.

(Seriously, there was much laughter after this moment).