Disneyland With My One-Year-Old: The Magical Ant Hill

There are some things you might want to know before going to Disneyland, during the summer, with a one-year-old. Disneyland not only tires your child out but will certainly make you want to take a nap along side the ducks that are scattered throughout the park.

1. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT forget your stroller. My 20 pound child is not heavy until I have to carry her around an entire amusement park. On the bright side, my arms are sore today, which means progress... right?
With that said, the park does offer complementary strollers but I guess you could say I am stubborn and like to avoid germs. I like to think holding her over the strenuous journey through Disneyland only brought us closer together.

2. You might actually melt. Summertime is nice and all, but not when it is 95 degrees and surprisingly, there is not a whole lot of shade. Disneyland should consider installing steamers throughout the park. If my baby, that isn't doing a whole lot of waking, has dew drops on her face, it is to hot for Disneyland - I mean, that's just my opinion.

3. The magical ant hill - I could not believe how many people were scurrying about the park. People watching was just as entertaining as any of the three rides we made it on (which was a whole three, Winnie the Pooh was baby Ella's favorite). With that said, lines are almost all over an hour, so be prepared to wait.

4. The garlic bagel twists might be the best option for lunch. For about $6.00 you can purchase the Whitbread goodness that is not only tasty for you, but baby friendly as well. Any food you get from Disneyland costs quite the pretty penny, so come prepared. We brought watermelon, blueberries, and crackers to nibble on as well.

5. Disneyland is great for a one year old. Not only is it totally free for your little one to enter the park, but it allows for great interaction with other kids and Disney characters. Bedtime came on time and she had a magical nights rest.

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