Ok, so I am trying to overcome my trip report stagefright and just start typing already. I have even avoided the whole Disboards all week so I didn't read any great posts and chicken out again!
PreTrip Report: The Plan (or How Did I Ever Talk DH Into This?)
Talking DH into things is a way of life for us, always has been. At least I didn't have to talk him into marrying me 9 years ago! But talking DH into things is just how our marriage works. The first child, the house, the second child, this trip, the third child...you get the picture. It has been said (by me of course) that after a lifetime of twisting his arm into doing these things, when he's on his deathbed, he'll look back and thank me for talking him into a pretty decent life. At least he didn't disagree when I said that to him!
So to introduce ourselves.
Me - 31 years old, part time dentist, full time neurotic. I know worrying works, since most of the things I worry about never seem to happen! Aside from worrying, I am also horribly, terribly and sometimes delightfully overemotional. I cry at songs, commercials, you name it and I have been moved to tears by it. Add to that the fact that I am 6 months pregnant with baby #3 and let the waterworks begin!
DH - also 31 years old, Periodontist (gum surgery, dental implants, etc)
Now before you all stop reading here, let me make the plea that we are not as horribly boring as two dentists on vacation might be imagined to be. We're not quite Steve Martin in Little Shop of Horrors sadistic either. Yes, we let the kids eat dessert. Heck, we even went nuts and ate dessert ourselves! Just your average, fun loving orally fixated family!
DH is the Rock. Not the butt-kicking moving guy, just my personal rock. He is level, steady and unshakeable. Which is good when I get carried away with things - like everything. He is also frugal, and that's putting it lightly. A good friend jokes that copper wire was invented when DH and his father both found a penny at the same time. That's where the arm twisting comes in. DH was raised to scrimp and save and I was raised in a family where the motto was 'Enjoy Life'.
DD - just turned 4 - Mini me. Looks like me, has my temper too. Loves to dance, sing and loves her brother dearly. Anything I'd say about her would sound like I'm bragging - and I would be! She's a gift to us, wise beyond her years and a real firecracker. Carries a little of DH in her too - everything I buy at the grocery store she asks me "Is that on sale, Mommy?"
DS - 21 months - Mini DH. A big mush. He was a contented baby and remains that way as a toddler. Loves being tickled, goes with the flow. Worships his big sister as much as she does him.
So here we all are. 4 of us and wondering what to do for a family vacation. DH has never been to WDW, or Florida even. I haven't been since 1987. And we have the prospects of a good sized tax refund that's burning a hole in my pocket. Hey, I'm a big planner! I beg, plead, cajole and promise all sorts of things to DH if he agrees to this trip. You would think he'd have learned his lesson about this stuff and just agreed right off the bat, but I think sometimes he just wants to see how desperate I will get. So after I make all sorts of promises that are inappropriate to list on a family forum and would become largely impossible to keep in my current third trimester state - he agrees! It doesn't hurt that his parents have come to visit for the weekend. And while they spent DH's childhood denying their kids extravagant vacations and toys, etc., they have no problems encouraging us to lavish them on the kids ourselves. And they spoil the grandkids plenty themselves. So, I'm at the computer, thinking I have all the time in the world. Can't book ADR's until 90 days out, so no need to book a hotel yet, right? WRONG! Find a site that happens to mention that ADRs are now 180 days. Do the math about our projected trip time. Let's see, trying to get pregnant plus no need to go during school vacations, minus no desire for really hot weather, divided by peak season prices....that puts us in the last week of April. 176 days from that night! Eeeeeek! Gotta get that CRT ADR! Haven't even figured out mod vs deluxe! DMIL (and believe me, that is one D that has not always meant Dear!) nudges me and tells me to go for the more expensive place. Sure, why not? Not her money! DH and I took a trip to Colorado without the kids last year and did some hiking in Rocky Mountain Nat'l Park, so I am in a WL kind of mood. OK, WL it is. And I call and book. Rack rates, Dining plan. Don't even know what codes are or where to find them. Newbies... "And may we transfer you to dining reservations, Ma'am?"
In one hour I went from thinking about going to fully booked vacation with more ADRs than our dining plan will support. DH is rolling his eyes, but I see a hint of a grin...176 days, nope 175 cuz it's after midnight and I can't sleep! We're going to Disney World!
PreTrip Report: The Plan (or How Did I Ever Talk DH Into This?)
Talking DH into things is a way of life for us, always has been. At least I didn't have to talk him into marrying me 9 years ago! But talking DH into things is just how our marriage works. The first child, the house, the second child, this trip, the third child...you get the picture. It has been said (by me of course) that after a lifetime of twisting his arm into doing these things, when he's on his deathbed, he'll look back and thank me for talking him into a pretty decent life. At least he didn't disagree when I said that to him!
So to introduce ourselves.
Me - 31 years old, part time dentist, full time neurotic. I know worrying works, since most of the things I worry about never seem to happen! Aside from worrying, I am also horribly, terribly and sometimes delightfully overemotional. I cry at songs, commercials, you name it and I have been moved to tears by it. Add to that the fact that I am 6 months pregnant with baby #3 and let the waterworks begin!
DH - also 31 years old, Periodontist (gum surgery, dental implants, etc)
Now before you all stop reading here, let me make the plea that we are not as horribly boring as two dentists on vacation might be imagined to be. We're not quite Steve Martin in Little Shop of Horrors sadistic either. Yes, we let the kids eat dessert. Heck, we even went nuts and ate dessert ourselves! Just your average, fun loving orally fixated family!
DH is the Rock. Not the butt-kicking moving guy, just my personal rock. He is level, steady and unshakeable. Which is good when I get carried away with things - like everything. He is also frugal, and that's putting it lightly. A good friend jokes that copper wire was invented when DH and his father both found a penny at the same time. That's where the arm twisting comes in. DH was raised to scrimp and save and I was raised in a family where the motto was 'Enjoy Life'.
DD - just turned 4 - Mini me. Looks like me, has my temper too. Loves to dance, sing and loves her brother dearly. Anything I'd say about her would sound like I'm bragging - and I would be! She's a gift to us, wise beyond her years and a real firecracker. Carries a little of DH in her too - everything I buy at the grocery store she asks me "Is that on sale, Mommy?"
DS - 21 months - Mini DH. A big mush. He was a contented baby and remains that way as a toddler. Loves being tickled, goes with the flow. Worships his big sister as much as she does him.
So here we all are. 4 of us and wondering what to do for a family vacation. DH has never been to WDW, or Florida even. I haven't been since 1987. And we have the prospects of a good sized tax refund that's burning a hole in my pocket. Hey, I'm a big planner! I beg, plead, cajole and promise all sorts of things to DH if he agrees to this trip. You would think he'd have learned his lesson about this stuff and just agreed right off the bat, but I think sometimes he just wants to see how desperate I will get. So after I make all sorts of promises that are inappropriate to list on a family forum and would become largely impossible to keep in my current third trimester state - he agrees! It doesn't hurt that his parents have come to visit for the weekend. And while they spent DH's childhood denying their kids extravagant vacations and toys, etc., they have no problems encouraging us to lavish them on the kids ourselves. And they spoil the grandkids plenty themselves. So, I'm at the computer, thinking I have all the time in the world. Can't book ADR's until 90 days out, so no need to book a hotel yet, right? WRONG! Find a site that happens to mention that ADRs are now 180 days. Do the math about our projected trip time. Let's see, trying to get pregnant plus no need to go during school vacations, minus no desire for really hot weather, divided by peak season prices....that puts us in the last week of April. 176 days from that night! Eeeeeek! Gotta get that CRT ADR! Haven't even figured out mod vs deluxe! DMIL (and believe me, that is one D that has not always meant Dear!) nudges me and tells me to go for the more expensive place. Sure, why not? Not her money! DH and I took a trip to Colorado without the kids last year and did some hiking in Rocky Mountain Nat'l Park, so I am in a WL kind of mood. OK, WL it is. And I call and book. Rack rates, Dining plan. Don't even know what codes are or where to find them. Newbies... "And may we transfer you to dining reservations, Ma'am?"
In one hour I went from thinking about going to fully booked vacation with more ADRs than our dining plan will support. DH is rolling his eyes, but I see a hint of a grin...176 days, nope 175 cuz it's after midnight and I can't sleep! We're going to Disney World!