Somewhere between the 8th day of Christmas and the 13th, my Christmas plans were derailed. As a matter of fact, my Christmas spirit just picked up and left. How dare life step in and mess with my picture perfect interpretation of the holiday season like this? (I kid, kind of.) This year is different in that we're planning to be away for the holidays. Something we've never done before and will not likely ever do again. We've always said we wanted to do Disney at Christmas and waaaaay back in …
