So, here I sit, trying my dangdest to remain calm and bask in the glory of my children displaying proper rearing. 10 of us just couldnt take anymore, so we left Grandpa to chew his water while we rode Its a Small World Mexico. We had fallen behind schedule and there was much ground to cover, and certainly no room for error. Did I just say no room for error? Well, that was just a big ole invitation for a what else could go wrong type of afternoon. After the ride, we had more bathroom/smoke/bathroom/MIA Grandpa time. The group did make progress, and we all ended up next door in Norway. Not sure how, but we all managed to get in line for Maelstrom. After the ride and the exciting movie, it was time again for another bathroom/smoke/bathroom break. Grandpa grabs Grandmas wheelchair, mumbles choice words, and whisks her off to China. After we round up the gang, we head over to China to look for the GPs. We find Grandma sitting outside of the theater. Grandpa just left her sitting there.

We all go in to rock da house

while we stand clear of the automatic doors. I kept thinking that grandpa was going to join us at any moment. Anyhow, the time on the minutes til showtime clock hit 0 so we crept closer to the yellow line. Whiner, again needing to be first, runs right over to the automatic doors. Now Im faced with a tough decision:

Do I let him stay there so he gets wacked by the door? Or do I yet again, scold him for not listening? Hmmm, what should I do? I was so tempted to say nothing. Soooooo tempted!