I got a call from a fellow DisDad, Brian (twokids0204) He was standing in front of Space Mountain with his son and two extra FastPasses. Madison and I decided to go for it while Bambi took her parents, Evan and Ryder to Pirates.
Meanwhile, Madison and I met up with Brian and his son and we ventured into a completely new ride for Madison. The universe finally aligned to allow us to take a trip where she was tall enough to ride and the ride was actually open. She sat in front of me, which allowed me to put my hand on her shoulder through the entire ride. I would have liked to pull it back and give my arm a rest, but she was grabbing on to it and screaming like it like her life depended on it. Needless to say, she didn't (seem to) enjoy the ride one bit. She was a bit shaken on the moving walkway to the gift shop/exit. But when we met Brian's wife and daughter there, Madison turned to look at me with that devilish gleam in her eye and asked if we could ride it again.
Hmmmm....me thinks she like it a little more than she let on. However, we had to meet back up with the rest of the family as it was now getting on to lunch time. We walked back toward the hub with Brian and his family, pausing for a "pictures or it didn't happen" picture.
...it be Dole Whip Time!
We met up with Brian and his family at Aloha Isle where I had him take that picture so I could text it to my nemesis, Tim. Just to remind him that I was at WDW and he wasn't.
While we were enjoying our Dole Whips, we were joined by another DisDad, Chris (clearscreen). I assume he has a better picture where his eyes are open, but I have to work with what I have.
After cleaning up and a potty break, we headed toward the Jungle Cruise. The wait was a bit too long and might make us miss our Splash Fast Pass return time, so we headed to Frontierland. It was convenient because Brian had BTMRR Fast Passes, so we let life long best friends Madison and Baylee lead the way.
... we made a hard left at Casey's and charged with a full head of steam right toward Adventureland! Nothing is going to stop us! We were steely determined to ....OH! LOOK A CUTE LITTLE BUNNY!
SO CUTE AND FUZZY AND CUDDLY AND OMG LOOK AT THOSE EARS AND HIS ADORABLE LITTLE EYES AND ...
Ah Hem.
What?
You know we have bunnies back home, right?
Yeah.
Shall we continue on then?
OK.
Ryder's reaction: he seemed to enjoy it. Which, when translated into the mannerisms of a 5 month old meant that he didn't fall asleep or scream through it.
Hmmmm....me thinks she like it a little more than she let on.
Mmmm...looks like peaches were on the menu that day.
Squash. It was Squash. Clearly you need to feed the baby more so you can tell the difference between peaches and squash.
I think they did, but Jamie's mustache got in the way.I wonder if Mythbusters has tested this one yet?
No sooner had we gotten on, sat down and started pulling away from the bus stop did I get a text message saying our room was ready. Well played, front desk. Well played.
That is a disappointment. I really don't understand why they don't run a dedicated bus to deluxe resorts. I mean you're paying a deluxe price, so you'd think the service would be a little better.And sometimes your bus driver takes a wrong turn at Albuquerque and you end up in a rabbit tunnel going into Ft. Knox.
Well, if you can choose between handing it to Madison or Evan, which one would you pick?Seriously, nothing good can come from that girl wielding at sharpened hunk of metal on a stick.
Way to go Madison!Needless to say, she didn't (seem to) enjoy the ride one bit. She was a bit shaken on the moving walkway to the gift shop/exit. But when we met Brian's wife and daughter there, Madison turned to look at me with that devilish gleam in her eye and asked if we could ride it again.
Um... clearly it did happen. You were both in that Space Mountain picture.pausing for a "pictures or it didn't happen" picture.
And your kids are smarter just from listening to the accent. Fact.I also decided that we needed a British nanny - even if she didn't have magical powers like Mary Poppins. They're just fun to listen to.
He'll probably tower over you by then...A short (sorry Evan, I couldn't resist a height joke here. You can get me back when you're 18 and 4 inches taller than me)
Great place for a disdad meet.While we were enjoying our Dole Whips, we were joined by another DisDad, Chris (clearscreen). I assume he has a better picture where his eyes are open, but I have to work with what I have.
Seriously... how many dismeets have you posted about where Madison is immediately best friends with everybody? I'm glad to see that she gets along with everyone so well!so we let life long best friends Madison and Baylee lead the way.
So what if they had only met that morning. That doesn't mean they can't be BFFs.
And that would have spared us from some of Barry's rambling.You could have just used the other 300 pictures of the bunny to make your point.
Excellent point.He loved it. It was his first Disney ride. How could he not love it?
I thought it looked like sweet potatoes.Squash. It was Squash. Clearly you need to feed the baby more so you can tell the difference between peaches and squash.
Squash. It was Squash. Clearly you need to feed the baby more so you can tell the difference between peaches and squash.
Bambi, if you are mad at me for pointing that out, feel free to smack Barry upside the head as a substitute.
Thanks!Luvin the update.. I'm pretty sure Bonnie is like nice/cute/happy/and various other good words that describe cute little baby boys.
You just pretty much picked out the highlights there, didn't you, Brian?Sounds like the perfect day!!!! Can it get any better?
I guess that's what happens when "Canadian Nice" meets up with "Wisconsin Nice".Was really great meeting up with you and your family... and yes the kids got along like life long pals...
There's a 25 picture per post limit. Besides, you saw how the angry mob reacted when I didn't get out of Legoland and onto Disney fast enough. They might tar and feather me for too many bunny pictures. Although it was a Disney bunny.....You could have just used the other 300 pictures of the bunny to make your point.
Well said.He loved it. It was his first Disney ride. How could he not love it?
They meet the height requirement (without needing any potentially illegal shoe modifications) so it's all perfectly safe. Trust me.I like these rides a little less when they are on them.
I've tasted them. I'm not still not sure I can tell the difference.Squash. It was Squash. Clearly you need to feed the baby more so you can tell the difference between peaches and squash.
BUSTED!!!!
I'll be back later to comment on everything else.
It was a nice place - I'll have a more thorough write up later.Can't wait to see what y'all thought of Boardwalk. I really want to stay there....soon!
Looks like y'all were off to a great start at MK! And already having DIS meets!
I'm sure he would have. The problem is that I wasn't about to buy him his own - and our family has a bit of an issue when it comes to sharing Dole Whips.Mmmmm, Dole Whips!!! Maybe Ryder would have enjoyed one of those more than his "peaches" (squash)!
Jamie wants big boom.I think they did, but Jamie's mustache got in the way.
For the price of some of those rooms, I'd expect limo service to the parks! (Thank god for DVC, otherwise I'd never stay in hotels this nice)That is a disappointment. I really don't understand why they don't run a dedicated bus to deluxe resorts. I mean you're paying a deluxe price, so you'd think the service would be a little better.
I know I had to go off the Disney reservation for that one, but it's a classic.I love the Bugs Bunny reference though.
Excellent point. Give the ax to Ryder.Well, if you can choose between handing it to Madison or Evan, which one would you pick?
Way to go Madison!
Yes, but we were blurry. A case could have been made for Madison riding Space Mountain with Elvis and a Yeti. And I'm saying who is who.Um... clearly it did happen. You were both in that Space Mountain picture.
Wisconsinites are the only people in the world without an accent. Everyone else sounds funny. True Story.And your kids are smarter just from listening to the accent. Fact.
He's already 6" taller than an average 6 year old boy.He'll probably tower over you by then...
Great place for a disdad meet.
So far, all of them. When would you like to schedule you kids getting a new best friend?Seriously... how many dismeets have you posted about where Madison is immediately best friends with everybody? I'm glad to see that she gets along with everyone so well!
But rambling, incoherent nonsense is what I do best. Oh, and puns.And that would have spared us from some of Barry's rambling.
Sounds like you need to feed your baby some more.I thought it looked like sweet potatoes.
That's not sugar. It's Pixie Dust.I know Bambi is on a feed the kid vegetables bandwagon, but mushed squash? You are at Disney World Barry. Why not a Dole Whip? It has fruit and dairy. Very healthy (just don't look at the sugar content).
As long as she's not using the frying pan....Bambi, if you are mad at me for pointing that out, feel free to smack Barry upside the head as a substitute.
It wasn't that bad. Trying to reassure her that "it's almost over" when you can't see anything and have no idea how much is left is the hard part.Way to go Madison for riding SM.
Sorry you couldn't relax- I did the same thing when I had to hold on to one of mine.
It's only fair - Bambi didn't get to do much on our last trip when she was pregnant.Some great divide and conquer there. You stay with Ryder and the Grands and wife and kids split and ride.
Nice DISmeets
If you're looking for an argument, you won't find it from me.In that first picture I would have to say that Ryder wins as cutest baby on earth.
He's such a handsome little guy.Love Evans hair cut.
Go Madison for riding Space Mountain for the first time.
I don't know about it being our favorite, but we certainly enjoyed it.I stayed at BWV for a few nights in June and again a couple weeks ago. I loved it. I think it might be my new favorite DVC resort.
I approve.
Knowing him, it wouldn't take long before the gel would be all over his face, clothes, me, etc.I'm glad Madison liked SM. It is such a fun ride. I was expecting Evan to get lots of colored gel in his hair, but his haircut was very nice.
For all of you that have been waiting patiently (or not so patiently) for us to arrive at the Disney portion of this trip: we're here.
In case you didn't know, bell services has refrigerators and freezers to store your stuff in. All you have to do is ask.
And sometimes your bus driver takes a wrong turn at Albuquerque and you end up in a rabbit tunnel going into Ft. Knox.
Things such as a trained firefighter trusting Madison with an ax. Seriously, nothing good can come from that girl wielding at sharpened hunk of metal on a stick.
OH! LOOK A CUTE LITTLE BUNNY!
He was standing in front of Space Mountain with his son and two extra FastPasses.
She sat in front of me, which allowed me to put my hand on her shoulder through the entire ride. I would have liked to pull it back and give my arm a rest, but she was grabbing on to it and screaming like it like her life depended on it. Needless to say, she didn't (seem to) enjoy the ride one bit. She was a bit shaken on the moving walkway to the gift shop/exit. But when we met Brian's wife and daughter there, Madison turned to look at me with that devilish gleam in her eye and asked if we could ride it again.
I really don't know why (if it were chickens, I'd say "to get to the other side", but clearly these are ducks. Nobody knows what ducks are thinking.)
Mmmm...looks like peaches were on the menu that day. After our meal, Ryder (who didn't really care for those peaches) was still a bit peckish. And by that, I mean he was screaming his bloody head off.
I also decided that we needed a British nanny - even if she didn't have magical powers like Mary Poppins. They're just fun to listen to.
I did a quick head count and found that none of my family decided to to take up the offer of "room for one more."
The "Before":
And the "After":
...it be Dole Whip Time!
We met up with Brian and his family at Aloha Isle where I had him take that picture so I could text it to my nemesis, Tim. Just to remind him that I was at WDW and he wasn't.
While we were enjoying our Dole Whips, we were joined by another DisDad, Chris (clearscreen). I assume he has a better picture where his eyes are open, but I have to work with what I have.
So what if they had only met that morning. That doesn't mean they can't be BFFs.
UP NEXT: We get wet. And not from Splash Mountain.
It doesn't matter. No one can tell the difference anyway.That's good to know. Did you have frozen peaches or squash?
+1 Give yourself a bonus point on your TR.What a maroon.
. This is why you need to come along on our Disney trips. I need an idea man. (Better yet, I need an idea man that will pay his own way)You could have headed straight to IASW.
I love the animatronic Disney groundskeep's pellets behind them. Disney's all about the details!Those are actually animatronic Disney groundskeepers.
Had he been holding a tray full of Dole Whips and Bacon, it might have been perfect.Now that's how you start a DisDad meet. Nice work, Brian.
What's even worse is when the kids have to deal with scared, screaming parents at the end of IASW. Not that your kids have ever experienced it, but they've heard it's not fun.Good job sacrificing your shoulder for the team. Glad she ultimately enjoyed it. I hate it when you have a scared kid at the end of a ride. Not that I've ever experienced it, but I hear it's not fun.
Can you imagine Gilbert Gottfried with a Canadian accent?I thought it was something about AFLAC.
Whoops, I forgot Brian was with you. So it was something aboot AFLAC, eh?
I may not be able to see the difference between peaches and squash, but I can smell the difference between Pooh and ....well, anything.Peaches, squash, whatever. Judging from Ryder's face, it tasted like Pooh.
Wait...is it Pooh?!
As long as we get a nanny and not an au pair. I don't know what the difference is, but "au pair" is just to hard to say.You probably couldn't afford Mary Poppins, though. You're more likely to end up with Shary Bobbins.
Bart Simpson: Sing us a song, Shary Bobbins.
Lisa Simpson: Yes, sing us a song.
Shary Bobbins: I've been singing you songs all day. I'm not a bloody jukebox!
The ghosts that dance non-stop for up to 17 hours a day in the party scene kicked him out for having too much energy.Really? That seems so Evan.
No.Isn't it always?
Having a nemesis is hard work. But someone has to do it.Nice work.
And he doesn't even sing or dance.Man, he's as bad as that blinking Mickey. Still, nice meet-up.
I've heard Madison can have that effect on people.
Hopefully not from peaches/squash/whatever the heck Ryder ate, either.
Subbing in! This is by far one of the funniest trip reports I've read. Funny haha not funny weird......honestly.