I got lost at Disneyland.

About a month ago now. I still think about it sometimes.

Miss C. and her daddy were playing at the Frontier Land shooting gallery. She set me down to test her shooting skills and I guess in all the excitement she forgot to pick me up again when they left to go meet up with her mama and Master W.

It broke my hear to watch her trot away.

Some kind stranger picked me up a few minutes later and took me to a cast member in the pin shop next door. They were so sweet to let me sit on the counter and wait for Miss C. to come back.

It took her about an hour to find me. It was the longest hour of my life. I was so scared, but I knew in my heart she would always come back for me.

And she did.

Psst...

It's been a while since you've come to my house for a visit. When are you going to bring Miss C. and Master W. over for a play date?

I'm the king of the jungle...

... and I say we go on Space Mountain first!

Hello, everyone!

Thanks for joining us on the Disneyland Railroad. For a safe ride, remember to stay seated with your hands, arms, feet and legs inside the train. And please, watch your kids.

Say...

... have you ever wondered what it would be like to visit the cartoon town where Mickey, Minnie, Donald and Goofy live? Well, in just a few moments you can find out for yourself because our next stop is Toon Town Depot, official train station of Mickey's Toon Town.

This is also the nearest stop to Fantasyland, where you'll find many of your favorite Disney animated characters and stories. If you'll be leaving us here, please wait until the train comes to a full stop, remember your personal belongings then step carefully from the train.

Ya'll have fun! And say "Hi!" to Mickey for me!

For those of you continuing on with us, we'll resume our trip in a moment. This is Toon Town Depot!

Your attention, please.

The Disneyland Limited, now arriving from a trip around Walt Disney's Magic Kingdom. Passengers will stand by to board.

Oomph.

I should be flying right now, right Miss C.? Maybe I'm missing something...

I've got my Tinkerbell costume. Plenty of happy thoughts, faith and trust. That's everything Peter Pan said we'd need...

Oh yeah, pixie dust! I knew we forgot something!

Time for bed, Miss C.!

We know you're excited to go to Disneyland tomorrow morning, but if you'd just stop running around the hotel room for a few minutes we could help you get ready for bed. We've got another big day ahead of us at Disneyland tomorrow, remember?

Miss C.?

We made it!

It was a long 400 miles, let me tell you. My wheels sure are sore from all that driving.

Sooooo... how long do we have to wait before we go to Disneyland?

I'm not that tired, you know.

Excuse me, miss?

You wouldn't happen to have seen a castle around here?

Miss C. helped me get ready for the royal ball tonight, and just before I left in my pumpkin coach she mentioned that I'd find the castle by the window. Only now I can't seem to find it anywhere.

How can I go to the royal ball if I can't find the castle?

What happened to me?

Miss C. keeps telling me I'm Disneyland Castle. But if I am, where's Main Street U.S.A. and Fantasyland? And why can't I hear Snow White singing in her grotto?

Something is very wrong. Very, very wrong.

So... tired... of... feeling... dizzy...

I know Miss C.'s mama and daddy thought it would be fun to take her on Peter Pan's Flight at Disneyland last week, but I'm starting to think it was a bad idea.

Look at me. I've been strapped to this monkey all morning, with Miss C. swinging us around the room while singing, "You can fly, you can fly, you can flyyyyyyy!"

I think I'm going to be sick.

I know you're feeling shy, Miss C.

But don't you think it would be neat to check out Pixie Hollow and meet Tinkerbell today?

It's the perfect day for it! We're wearing our matching costumes. You've got your new light-up fairy wings. And the line is really short.

Pleeeeease?

Off to Neverland!

Here we gooooooooo!

Now where did Miss C. fly off to?

We've been having so much fun together! I hope we get to meet Tinkerbell tomorrow.

Disneyland is supposed to be the happiest place on earth.

Sitting here, squashed under the backpack, isn't exactly what I'd call good times.

Could somebody help me out? I heard Miss C.'s mama and daddy talking about going to see Mickey next. I was really hoping to meet him...