Syd did NOT want to go to Disneyland. The day before we left she moped around and finally said, "I just want to stay here with my toys and my bed." And she was a trooper not complaining much, but whenever she started to melt at Disney she'd cry, "I want to go home! Disneyland is the worst place ever!" Once we got home she snuggled in like a little bug, so happy to have her toys and bed back.
Since we got home I keep gleefully remembering that we have no more travel plans for the entire summer. Maybe the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree?