I made it.
I MADE IT.
I’m a Disney Mom!
Are you kidding me?!!
When I sent in my application (which was only three questions long) it did not even cross my mind that I would actually make it. I just knew that if you did NOT make it your consolation prize was to be part of the Mickey Moms Club. (I’ve seen some of the fun perks they get online and even saw a car magnet once. A MICKEY MOMS CAR MAGNET!)
So, when I got the email that said I made it to the 2nd round I was gobsmacked. (Do you not LOVE that word?) I shot off the answers to 3 more questions and then I started to get a little antsy.
What if I actually made it? What if I got to be A DISNEY MOM?
A few days later, I got an email that said I was on to round 3 and was to schedule a phone appointment! No problem! I’m great in person. I can talk. I promise you I was not nervous. I felt really confident.
I decided not to prepare…I mean, I had no idea what they were going to ask. I didn’t want to have some pre-planned answers that sounded like I was reading them and didn’t really answer their questions.
The interview was with about four people on a conference call. And whenever I spoke, I couldn’t hear a thing. Just myself droning on and on forever and ever about how awesome I was…without trying to sound like I was too awesome or too freaky or too ANYTHING. It was a mortifying experience. I felt like the biggest idiot.
I was at my parent’s house so Daddy could keep an eye on the kids while I talked in peace and quiet (which was anything but queit because I had to go to the top of their driveway to get any reception AND random neighbor started mowing his lawn when I got up there! HELLO! I’M ON THE PHONE WITH DISNEY!)
Anyway, the first thing I did, after crumpling on the couch and groaning, “DADDY. It was horrible.” was to tweet this:
And then of course I had to follow that up with a tweet that said, “And by MORNON I mean MORON.” At least I didn’t type MORMON.
Anywhoo, by this time I decided to jump into the DisBoards and some twitter action with some of the other Round 3-ers, including my fellow magical mom, Emily from Mommin’ It Up. We all comisserated on how ridiculous we sounded on the phone but with every tweet and email my excitement escalated. I was *this* close to being on THE MOM’s PANEL!
Then I’d remember my interview and groan. (You think I’m exaggerating. Ask Daddy. Ask the girls at church. I felt sick.)
A week later, I get a call. And I’m in. I’m a Disney Mom!
So, what does a Disney Mom do you ask? (Well, I’ve been asked several times in the past two days already!) Disney has set up this great forum on their site where anyone (like you!) can ask a question about your vacation. ANY QUESTION. Like, “I have a 3 year old and a 1 year old. And my 3 year old is afraid of witches and Goofy. But she loves Tinkerbell and Snow White. Where do you suggest we eat lunch and watch the parade? And by the way, when should we cover her eyes during Fantasmic?” (Totally made that up out of my head…) And someone from the Disney Moms Panel will answer your question!
As a Disney Mom I’ll be answering several questions a week on the site. YES, I WILL BE ON DISNEY’S WEBSITE. I’ll also get the satisfaction of knowing that I am a Disney Mom—I made it out of 20,000 applicants! It’s a once in a lifetime experience!
Plus, I get a few perks like some park hoppers and tickets to Cirque de Soleil. (EEK.) But the thing I’m most looking forward to is the Moms Panel training AT DISNEY WORLD in December! ME! At Disney! Learning about Disney! Hanging out with other Disney fans! With no kids! I am ecstatic.
I’ve been on facebook and twitter like a madwoman these past two days meeting the new Panel members (please meet some of these amazing and magical folks yourself!). I’ve already got a big new group of friends—I can’t wait to see what happens next. This is TRULY a magical experience!
