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Well, we were definitely in a princess mood when we left the castle. But we'd seen most of the princesses already except for one. Well, two actually, but one Pocohontas was back at the Magic Kingdom, and you know we weren't going back there.
So we set off to see Tiana. But we made a few detours on the way, like picking up a few jewels at Mickeys Philharmagic. J declined to go on the Carousel; we didn't get her on it once the entire trip. This kid will go on some crummy carnival carousel over and over, but when faced with the real deal, its:
No, thanks.
We bypassed The Haunted Mansion, because we think J isn't ready for it yet and the Hall of Presidents, because M thinks its a big snooze. And there was Tiana, right around the corner, with a really short line. In fact, we were the second people in it.
Naveen wasnt there today; sometimes he is, sometimes he isnt. J doesnt seem to care, either way; the only prince she really seems to like is Eric. Maybe thats because, on our first trip, when J ran and threw herself at Ariel, knocking her backward, Prince Eric was laughing his head off.
Chatting with Ariel and Eric last year after knocking her over
Oh, and Aladdin. But then, who doesnt like Aladdin?
Ignoring Jasmine and hanging with Aladdin last August
So we checked Tiana off our list and headed, with trepidation, towards Pixie Hollow. With trepidation because I knew the line would be an hour long; it always is. And no fastpass. But at least it's inside.
We wiled away the time taking turns leaving and going to the bathroom, getting a snack and checking out the gift shops. Finally, we got up to Tink and spent a few minutes conversing. We'd recently -- as in the day before we left for our trip -- seen Tink at Disney on Ice -- yes, M really hates to have J miss anything in life, so we cram it all in. So we had lots to talk about.
J chatting with Tink
Then we saw the other fairy; Im not good with their names, Terence is the only other one I actually recognize, although I know one of their names starts with an R. I ca'nt get into the Tinkerbell movies at all.
We watched the Castle show after that; I never get sick of this show, and luckily J doesn't either. She was dancing to it standing on the bench; she got this new dance move where she kind of moves her hands in the opposite direction of her feet; its very cute and people were looking at her and smiling, which made her self-conscious, so she stopped. I did get some of it on video, though.
With this and that it was after 2 by the time we left to try and get in a bit of swimmingtheir plan, not mine, Id learned my lesson by then. We had to be back tonight for the dessert party around 7, so we figured wed eat at the Contempo Café for an early dinner, head to the Magic Kingdom, maybe do a few rides and then go to the Dessert Party.
M loves this party. J slept through it last time we went. The entire thing. She didn't eat a single cookie. The first time they went was the first time Id ever been there and we went to the wrong place, because I thought I knew what I was doing and I didn't. It went like this:
After irritating my son-in-law by taking J away from Caseys to watch the Castle show(I should find out the name of this someday), we walked over to what I thought was the Tomorrowland Terrace for the party. We walked past the Plaza restaurant and then headed down the steps on the left. To the terrace. Isnt that a terrace, down there?
It had tables set up and a person with a checklist guarding the steps. Its also where the DSA was. M was thrilled.
Name? asked the person with the list.
I gave her my name. All of our names, even.
She looked at the list. And looked. And looked.
"You're not on the list," she finally said. She even managed to look a little sad for me.
I told her we must be. I told her to please check again. I almost started crying, because this trip was already a mess, if you remember that I told you.
She took pity on us and told us to go on in.
It was strange. There were no names on the tables. There were also no desserts.
Very strange.
It was freezing, so M and her DH went off to buy him a sweatshirt. I nearly dropped dead when he came back in a Mickey sweatshirt. You cant imagine how out of character this was. You really can't.
But that was later. That they came back. Because while they were gone, I suddenly realized that we were in the wrong place.
And I didn't know what to do. M wasn't answering her phone. I was afraid to leave and afraid to stay. I went up to the lady with the list (whose private party we'd crashed) and told her that when they came back, to please tell them I had messed up. And they should hurry up before all the desserts were gone.
So J and I checked in at the REAL dessert party, and miraculously, M and M made it back in time to get some desserts before the fireworks started.
Ever since then, M has loved the dessert party and wanted to go every time. Dont ask me why. It wasn't a very auspicious first visit there.
And this one had its problems too. All of our own making.
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So we set off to see Tiana. But we made a few detours on the way, like picking up a few jewels at Mickeys Philharmagic. J declined to go on the Carousel; we didn't get her on it once the entire trip. This kid will go on some crummy carnival carousel over and over, but when faced with the real deal, its:
No, thanks.
We bypassed The Haunted Mansion, because we think J isn't ready for it yet and the Hall of Presidents, because M thinks its a big snooze. And there was Tiana, right around the corner, with a really short line. In fact, we were the second people in it.

Naveen wasnt there today; sometimes he is, sometimes he isnt. J doesnt seem to care, either way; the only prince she really seems to like is Eric. Maybe thats because, on our first trip, when J ran and threw herself at Ariel, knocking her backward, Prince Eric was laughing his head off.

Chatting with Ariel and Eric last year after knocking her over
Oh, and Aladdin. But then, who doesnt like Aladdin?

Ignoring Jasmine and hanging with Aladdin last August
So we checked Tiana off our list and headed, with trepidation, towards Pixie Hollow. With trepidation because I knew the line would be an hour long; it always is. And no fastpass. But at least it's inside.
We wiled away the time taking turns leaving and going to the bathroom, getting a snack and checking out the gift shops. Finally, we got up to Tink and spent a few minutes conversing. We'd recently -- as in the day before we left for our trip -- seen Tink at Disney on Ice -- yes, M really hates to have J miss anything in life, so we cram it all in. So we had lots to talk about.

J chatting with Tink
Then we saw the other fairy; Im not good with their names, Terence is the only other one I actually recognize, although I know one of their names starts with an R. I ca'nt get into the Tinkerbell movies at all.
We watched the Castle show after that; I never get sick of this show, and luckily J doesn't either. She was dancing to it standing on the bench; she got this new dance move where she kind of moves her hands in the opposite direction of her feet; its very cute and people were looking at her and smiling, which made her self-conscious, so she stopped. I did get some of it on video, though.
With this and that it was after 2 by the time we left to try and get in a bit of swimmingtheir plan, not mine, Id learned my lesson by then. We had to be back tonight for the dessert party around 7, so we figured wed eat at the Contempo Café for an early dinner, head to the Magic Kingdom, maybe do a few rides and then go to the Dessert Party.
M loves this party. J slept through it last time we went. The entire thing. She didn't eat a single cookie. The first time they went was the first time Id ever been there and we went to the wrong place, because I thought I knew what I was doing and I didn't. It went like this:
After irritating my son-in-law by taking J away from Caseys to watch the Castle show(I should find out the name of this someday), we walked over to what I thought was the Tomorrowland Terrace for the party. We walked past the Plaza restaurant and then headed down the steps on the left. To the terrace. Isnt that a terrace, down there?
It had tables set up and a person with a checklist guarding the steps. Its also where the DSA was. M was thrilled.
Name? asked the person with the list.
I gave her my name. All of our names, even.
She looked at the list. And looked. And looked.
"You're not on the list," she finally said. She even managed to look a little sad for me.
I told her we must be. I told her to please check again. I almost started crying, because this trip was already a mess, if you remember that I told you.
She took pity on us and told us to go on in.
It was strange. There were no names on the tables. There were also no desserts.
Very strange.
It was freezing, so M and her DH went off to buy him a sweatshirt. I nearly dropped dead when he came back in a Mickey sweatshirt. You cant imagine how out of character this was. You really can't.
But that was later. That they came back. Because while they were gone, I suddenly realized that we were in the wrong place.
And I didn't know what to do. M wasn't answering her phone. I was afraid to leave and afraid to stay. I went up to the lady with the list (whose private party we'd crashed) and told her that when they came back, to please tell them I had messed up. And they should hurry up before all the desserts were gone.
So J and I checked in at the REAL dessert party, and miraculously, M and M made it back in time to get some desserts before the fireworks started.
Ever since then, M has loved the dessert party and wanted to go every time. Dont ask me why. It wasn't a very auspicious first visit there.
And this one had its problems too. All of our own making.
Next chapter