First let me apologize for any remarks that seem to suggest we dont appreciate the mouse
it is quite the contrary!!
Every two years, my son, Wills high school band marches at Magic Kingdom. This is his 2nd and last time to march with the mouse. Hubby and I are extremely proud parents and having grown up in Florida, have many a fine memories of trips to Disney. I can say without too much embarrassment that the first time he marched; I did turn to many strangers with tears streaming down my fact saying thats my son!
This year we began to plan early for the trip and reserved a house in Davenport (I think) off of HWY 27.
Now this house couldnt be just any house, we needed a LARGE house to accommodate my family. Give me a second to set the stage (read requirements) for you:
Nana and Poppy need their own room and bathroom do not like to share baths and say with age comes the wonderful ability to wake up at night to use the facilities.
Aunt G, Uncle and Ryan need their own room and bathroom, must be king sized bed, in the middle of potty training the smartest 2 yr old since, well, since Will!
Cookie and D Ryan other grandparents also must have their own bedroom and private bath came along to support Will and to celebrate Ryans 3rd Birthday.
Mom, Dad, Austin (11), Paige (10), Petey (8) and Timmy (4) need 3 bedrooms one must be king with private bath and one of the other two needs twins for Paige and Timmy and most importantly must have internet access for us to work (I know this is supposed to be a vacation but I cant help it).
Now this is a very tall bill but we found the perfect house 3 king suites, 1 queen suite and 1 queen that shared a bath with 2 twins. The house also had a heated pool and a garage with guy toys pool table, air hockey, etc.
This trip has a little of everything you can hope for in a family vacation: pirates aka Spanish soldiers, condos, shampoo the whale, bottlenecking at check in, spontaneous decisions that spell disaster, electric scooters, sorry service, parades, parking lot tours, Alaskan swims, pool sharks, running out of gas, blown tires, short cuts that add hours to trip, fevers, tossing of stomach, stalkers. But most importantly, it served as proof that it isnt a birthday party unless someone cries and its not a vacation without a visit to the doctor.
Lets start with the beginning
Day 1 Mad Rush and tears
Somehow I convinced Dad to leave a day earlier than planned. My justification was that since we already had tickets for 4 of us and the house was paid for already, it wouldnt be a big deal to leave on Wed after school instead of Thursday morning. Dad did like my justification and agreed that if I could find a place to stay, get someplace for Will to stay so that he wont oversleep and miss getting to school in time to leave for Disney, get to the doctor before the trip (upper respiratory infection), get to the bank, get the dog to the puppy hotel and pick up the kids from school, pack all while working for a full day that we could go early. I guess he had forgotten that I enjoy a challenge! The queen of multitasking got busy and completed the entire list with only a couple of minor setbacks. My dog came to the office with me so that I could get things lined out for the morning and secure a reservation for the dog, he got nervous and decided to mark my office as his own (this part I did not tell dear Dad, I didnt want to see him smirk!). After a quick stop at the bank and the kennel, I was back to work to finish my day. When time for school to end for the day, I left for the drive thru (missed lunch due to other errand), grabbed the kids, ate lunch while waiting in the waiting room at the doctors office, got my RX dropped off and headed home.
What should have been an easy packing turned into another nightmare! Three loads of laundry later, I had all seven of us packed to go, had Paige in tears over God know what, and was yelling at everyone to get in the car and smile because we are going on a fun vacation and there would be no crying. Finally, all loaded we headed for the pharmacy to pick up my meds, 5 minutes later we are back home having forgotten Dads sunglasses and our cell phone chargers. Once again we were on the road only 1 ½ hour behind my invisible schedule. Not to worry, we can make up the time by a quick drive thru for supper. By the time we get to the South Carolina/Georgia line, I have a list of items we needed from Walmart. Back in the car with new swim suits for Paige and Austin who have both grown since last summer, we are now in vacation mode everyone is laughing and teasing each other. The kids are excited about the pool and can hardly wait to get to the house. Our last visit to weather.com suggest mild temps for our stay with the best day being Sunday which luckily is the day Will marches.
By midnight we are at the World of Golf for the night. We had rented a condo there for the night.
I must regress to explain that our daughter had a different life before coming to our family at the age of 8. She has had traumatic experience and the first time we went to Disney, we stayed at the resort in one of the Pop hotels. She wigged out and refused to sleep at a hotel. I am talking about extreme fear that took hours of holding, reassuring, and blocking doors and windows with furniture before she cried herself to sleep. Anyway, we now stay only at homes or condo because she feels safer but still get up at night to check the doors and windows.
The King and Bear is a wonderful complex, we made a very big deal about the security gate and she was fine, we made the rounds of checking the windows and doors together. I would highly recommend staying here and would rebook in a heartbeat!! Two bedroom, 2 bath, kitchen, dining room, living room with pull out sofa bed, plenty of room. We quickly unloaded and commented on the cold wind thinking it must be a fluke.
We all were tired from a very full day and quickly fell to sleep.
Next up Day 2 Pirate aka Spanish Soldier
Every two years, my son, Wills high school band marches at Magic Kingdom. This is his 2nd and last time to march with the mouse. Hubby and I are extremely proud parents and having grown up in Florida, have many a fine memories of trips to Disney. I can say without too much embarrassment that the first time he marched; I did turn to many strangers with tears streaming down my fact saying thats my son!
This year we began to plan early for the trip and reserved a house in Davenport (I think) off of HWY 27.
Now this house couldnt be just any house, we needed a LARGE house to accommodate my family. Give me a second to set the stage (read requirements) for you:
Nana and Poppy need their own room and bathroom do not like to share baths and say with age comes the wonderful ability to wake up at night to use the facilities.
Aunt G, Uncle and Ryan need their own room and bathroom, must be king sized bed, in the middle of potty training the smartest 2 yr old since, well, since Will!
Cookie and D Ryan other grandparents also must have their own bedroom and private bath came along to support Will and to celebrate Ryans 3rd Birthday.
Mom, Dad, Austin (11), Paige (10), Petey (8) and Timmy (4) need 3 bedrooms one must be king with private bath and one of the other two needs twins for Paige and Timmy and most importantly must have internet access for us to work (I know this is supposed to be a vacation but I cant help it).
Now this is a very tall bill but we found the perfect house 3 king suites, 1 queen suite and 1 queen that shared a bath with 2 twins. The house also had a heated pool and a garage with guy toys pool table, air hockey, etc.
This trip has a little of everything you can hope for in a family vacation: pirates aka Spanish soldiers, condos, shampoo the whale, bottlenecking at check in, spontaneous decisions that spell disaster, electric scooters, sorry service, parades, parking lot tours, Alaskan swims, pool sharks, running out of gas, blown tires, short cuts that add hours to trip, fevers, tossing of stomach, stalkers. But most importantly, it served as proof that it isnt a birthday party unless someone cries and its not a vacation without a visit to the doctor.
Lets start with the beginning
Day 1 Mad Rush and tears
Somehow I convinced Dad to leave a day earlier than planned. My justification was that since we already had tickets for 4 of us and the house was paid for already, it wouldnt be a big deal to leave on Wed after school instead of Thursday morning. Dad did like my justification and agreed that if I could find a place to stay, get someplace for Will to stay so that he wont oversleep and miss getting to school in time to leave for Disney, get to the doctor before the trip (upper respiratory infection), get to the bank, get the dog to the puppy hotel and pick up the kids from school, pack all while working for a full day that we could go early. I guess he had forgotten that I enjoy a challenge! The queen of multitasking got busy and completed the entire list with only a couple of minor setbacks. My dog came to the office with me so that I could get things lined out for the morning and secure a reservation for the dog, he got nervous and decided to mark my office as his own (this part I did not tell dear Dad, I didnt want to see him smirk!). After a quick stop at the bank and the kennel, I was back to work to finish my day. When time for school to end for the day, I left for the drive thru (missed lunch due to other errand), grabbed the kids, ate lunch while waiting in the waiting room at the doctors office, got my RX dropped off and headed home.
What should have been an easy packing turned into another nightmare! Three loads of laundry later, I had all seven of us packed to go, had Paige in tears over God know what, and was yelling at everyone to get in the car and smile because we are going on a fun vacation and there would be no crying. Finally, all loaded we headed for the pharmacy to pick up my meds, 5 minutes later we are back home having forgotten Dads sunglasses and our cell phone chargers. Once again we were on the road only 1 ½ hour behind my invisible schedule. Not to worry, we can make up the time by a quick drive thru for supper. By the time we get to the South Carolina/Georgia line, I have a list of items we needed from Walmart. Back in the car with new swim suits for Paige and Austin who have both grown since last summer, we are now in vacation mode everyone is laughing and teasing each other. The kids are excited about the pool and can hardly wait to get to the house. Our last visit to weather.com suggest mild temps for our stay with the best day being Sunday which luckily is the day Will marches.
By midnight we are at the World of Golf for the night. We had rented a condo there for the night.
I must regress to explain that our daughter had a different life before coming to our family at the age of 8. She has had traumatic experience and the first time we went to Disney, we stayed at the resort in one of the Pop hotels. She wigged out and refused to sleep at a hotel. I am talking about extreme fear that took hours of holding, reassuring, and blocking doors and windows with furniture before she cried herself to sleep. Anyway, we now stay only at homes or condo because she feels safer but still get up at night to check the doors and windows.
The King and Bear is a wonderful complex, we made a very big deal about the security gate and she was fine, we made the rounds of checking the windows and doors together. I would highly recommend staying here and would rebook in a heartbeat!! Two bedroom, 2 bath, kitchen, dining room, living room with pull out sofa bed, plenty of room. We quickly unloaded and commented on the cold wind thinking it must be a fluke.
We all were tired from a very full day and quickly fell to sleep.
Next up Day 2 Pirate aka Spanish Soldier