"Ok, I guess I'll go escort my son to the dragon now."

It's not often that you get to talk about dragons in such a calm, nonchalant way. At least for me. But it was Disney World and all kinds creatures abound so I think it would actually be quite difficult not to say something that didn't mention a fairy or a talking lion or a giant rat. Our week in the magical kingdom was filled with fun and wonder and, from the adults' point of view, bemusement and excess. So when my youngest kept pulling me toward some enormity while I was trying to talk to my brother-in-law, I didn't think twice about how my words, in most 'normal' situations, might be cause for concern. So I did precisely as I said and went to show my son the huge orange dragon that welcomed you to another land. And he loved it, so I loved it, and we were all happy once again.