"Daddy I like the Luau."
"Really? I thought you liked the Hoop-Dee-Doo Revue?"
"I like both."
"But if you had to choose one, which would you choose?"
"I know you like both. But if you could only choose one, which one would it be?"
"What if was our last night in Disney? And we could only go to one place for dinner?"
"I would go to both."
"But we can't go to two places for dinner if we only have one night left. So which one would you choose?"
"Really? But you loved the Hoop-Dee-Doo. You were laughing the whole time."
"Daddy, I like the Luau."
"Well, I like the Hoop-Dee-Doo better. If I had to choose I'd choose that one."
"You don't like the Luau?"
"I like the Luau. I just I like the Hoop-Dee-Doo more. It's called an opinion. You like the Luau. That's your opinion. I like the Hoop-Dee-Doo. That's my opinion. We have different opinions. And that's ok."
Thus ending our first of what I am sure will be many discussions like this. For the record, here's what Peanut looked like when called up on stage to hula with all the kids at the Luau:
And here she is at the Hoop-Dee-Doo Revue:
This is not the first difference of opinion we've had, and certainly not the last. But I think she's decided she likes the Luau because I like the Hoop-Dee-Doo. She knows that sometimes I get irritated when she likes something I don't, like when she decided to cheer for a different football team than me. I also realize that because of this dynamic I may be in serious trouble in the future.There is no debating we ALL had a good time eating at Cinderella's Royal Table, despite discovering the princess's shocking secret.