The pirate singers had a kid! Gosh I wonder who the boy is related to? Listening to them was fun, as usual. Even though it was later in the day, E got me over to PLOTSI. That's Pirate's Lair on Tom Sawyer Island, at least in my head. I thought he wouldn't mind the tunnels (not the tiny tunnels that panic me, but the others), but as we entered we nearly got pranked by a group of siblings that thought it was appropriate to hide and try to scare total strangers. Thankfully I managed to notice that the behaviour of the oldest sister was "off", in that she said "Hi!" in a suspiciously overly friendly "there's nothing weird going on here!" sort of way, and I peeked behind her to see an older boy hiding. Since we caught them, they couldn't jump out. But the idea spooked Eamon, and when we got to the window where you put your hand out and something pops up, E couldn't get out of there fast enough. But the rest of the island was fun for him. And I can't even tell you how much easier it is to walk around there with some weight off. E had fun... They still have the meet 'n greet area up. Sigh. Hey, does Jack show up for the Halloween party like he does at WDW? Silliness behind him. For most of the time we spent there, E was running around by himself, coming back every 5 minutes or so to check in. It was quite a lot of freedom, and very exciting for both of us. I mean, it was a bored sense of excitement for me, but still, considering that he still has a hard time falling to sleep without someone in his room (which has gotten worse since they showed an ADT ad during the Olympics which depicts people coming home while burglars are in the house), the other ways he shows his independence are exciting! Because I do NOT want to have to attend college with him! While I waited along the river, the canoes kept coming by. One of the guides called out to me "oh, no pictures ma'am, this group is awful, they aren't worth it" or something like that. And then I saw "our" guide, the one who (did I tell this story?) said (at just about that point on the river) "OK everyone give me a big smile! And if you don't want to, just grimace in pain; they look the same from a distance. [grimacing] I love my job, I love my job..." So that guy did that again, and hey, grimacing like that DOES look like you're smiling! As we started to leave the island E walked me by this area: I had never noticed it before. As we were looking at it, a younger boy came up and started telling us how each and every person in the "graveyard" had died. At first it seemed simple; the one with the house-shaped tombstone had died because a house fell on the person. But then it got worse and worse, with more and more gruesome ways of dying being mentioned. Ew. Nearly forgot the treehouse. At some point I should find all the pictures similar to that in my albums and put them together to show his growth. Also, the pictures at the little door at the hat shop in Fantasyland. Time and rafts wait for no one, and so we left PLOTSI.