By Angie Roberts Harris
Recently, while at a family dinner, Paper Bear asked our four-year-old granddaughter, Elizabeth, if she had a boyfriend. Her eyes shined, cheeks turned pink, and cute dimples popped out as she tilted her head and replied, “uh huh,” with a little giggle.
“What is his name?” Papa Bear questioned.
“Gaston”, she replied. I glanced at her mom who then informed us that ever since we got back from our Disney trip, Elizabeth had been telling everyone that Gaston was her boyfriend.
Five months prior to this confession of love, Elizabeth was celebrating her fourth birthday at the Magic Kingdom during our family adventure. She and Tante Leah were at the fountain outside of Gaston’s Tavern, looking at the larger-than-life statue of the self-absorbed Gaston when Elizabeth informed Tante Leah that Gaston was her boyfriend. Well, Leah had been watching Gaston in front of the tavern and was quite smitten herself, so the conversation could be heard, “Gaston is my boyfriend,” stated Leah. “No, he’s my boyfriend,” argued Elizabeth. They went back and forth for some time until young Elizabeth finally found the solution; “Gaston is my boyfriend, the beast is YOUR boyfriend.”
Angie Roberts Harris has been Going Out The Door to Disney since 1974 when she was 11 years old. Today she travels to the ‘happiest place on earth’ with her husband and their crew of 5 children and their families.