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Today we let the little ones sleep in, again, while Dad took Auntie Violet and Auntie Jasmine to early EMH at the Magic Kingdom. Here is a glimpse at some of the fun they had without us:
I remember those care-free days with no little ones where you could speed around the park with no one holding you back. The world is at your feet and the big scary rides are at your fingertips. Good times. Its a whole new ball game, now, with my own little children. I still love it. Theres nothing like watching the magic through their little precious eyes. Its just a different world than the one I left behind nine years ago, as a teenager going with my family. In those days it was my brother and I doing early EMH with my dad while Violet and Julia slept in with Mom at the resort.
Once the little ones woke up, we moseyed on over to the MK to join the rest of the family. My dad showed up to join us. My sisters decided they were having fun and wanted to keep living it up enjoying the freedoms of teenagerhood. The rest of us breakfasted on Main Street. First we stopped in at the Main Street Bakery, but the line was long and moving sloooow. I happened to notice that the ice cream shop next door, however, was completely empty. So, we opted for waffle cones for breakfast, instead. Hey, theyre waffles, right? Mmm, that was yummy. It may have been the best breakfast Ive ever had, because I just dont remember having a waffle cone sundae for breakfast ever before.
We met up with my uncles family at the ice cream parlor. It was down to just my uncle, aunt, and youngest cousin. The older two cousins had to get back to work and school. My uncle had fast passes for Splash Mountain, so they ditched us for the ol frontier (land). We went and let the little ones play at Poohs Playful Spot. Sorry for lack of pictures. As you can see from above, Auntie Violet had the camera that morning, and we had not met up with them, yet. After playing with Pooh (I phrased it that way just for you, Donald), we jumped in line for Snow Whites Scary Adventures. I was afraid our little Snow White would be afraid of this ride. She loves Snow White (well of course, she was named after her), and I was somewhat afraid this ride would change her perspective. Fortunately, she found some more chickens on this ride, and I guess that was enough of a distraction from the scary stuff. (Again, for those of you too lazy to go back and read, Snow White was calling all birds chickens, on this trip, and was very fascinated by them.)
After Snow White (the ride), we still hadnt heard from Auntie Violet or Auntie Jasmine, yet. Mom was starting to get pretty worried. They werent answering Auntie Violets cell phone. We werent sure what to do, however, except to keep trying. At this point my Aunt and Uncle caught back up with us. They had not experienced the laughter and cheer of Its a Small World, yet. Well, we werent about to let that one slide. Next stop: Small World.
Mom continued to try calling the girls all through the line. I think, up towards to loading area, they finally called. I wasnt near my mom, so I didnt get the whole story, but my sisters phone battery died. I believe she eventually ran into my other uncle, though, the one who would be meeting us there later, and was able to use his phone to hook back up with the family.
So after the ride, we finally got some pictures because there was Auntie Violet and Auntie Jasmine at the exit bridge, snapping photos.
Here we are in the second third and fourth rows. Look how happy Mom was to see the girls.
And there we go
Now that we were all happily reunited, we decided to split up, again. My uncle and aunt whisked there daughter off somewhere while we went to ride Splash Mountain which I had not been on, yet. On our way, we picked up fast passes to Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. Donald took Dash up to be measured for Splash, and, sadly, he came up short. My mother took him, Auntie Cinerella, and Snow White to ride the riverboat, instead. The rest of us got in line for Splash. I was pretty sad they werent going to let him on this one. Then again, I wasnt sure if he was quite ready for it, yet. Hed never ridden a ride with any sort of hill, up to this point. So, I sucked it up and trudged onward. It wasnt that hard, because Splash Mountain is my absolute favorite ride. You just dont get that mix of happy-go-lucky and thrill anywhere else. I love it all.
After Splash, it was already time for our fastpasses on BTMRR. We met back up with my mom and the little ones, and I was really keeping my fingers crossed that theyd let Dash ride this one. Dash loves trains, and hed already watched the Big Thunder ride throughs on You Tube so many times. With much trepidation, we took him up to be measured. We coached him, stand up real tall, and, look as grown up as you can, and all of that. We also told him, though, that they might not let him ride and if they didnt, that would be ok because we could ride the steam train around the park, and also there was Goofys Barnstormer which is a rollercoaster we knew he could go on. Turns out, though, all of the premature condolences were superfluous because they let him on, no problem! Yippee!! I was so excited about this. I know that this was Dashs first rollercoaster, and I wasnt entirely certain if he would like it, but I was feeling pretty confident that he would. After all, its just a little rollercoaster. Its nothing too scary.
Once we were boarded and got rolling, though, I was surprised just how wild the wildest ride in the wilderness really was. I mean, its no Kingda Ka, or whatever that really big coaster is in Six Flags, but its still a fast little wiper-snapper and jerks you around quite a bit. I kept glancing back at Dash to make sure he was ok. He looooved it. He came off just beaming, and of course wanted to ride it again. The line was a little too long, though, and we needed to meet up with my Aunt and Uncle. He soon forgot about it, anyway, because Auntie Cinderella and Snow White who were, respectively, too afraid and too little to ride, were sharing popcorn. Dash was easily distracted by this unexpected treat. We met up with my Aunt and Uncle and decided to go on Pirates of the Caribbean, next.
Oh, but first, the bucket of popcorn was pretty much making all of our mouths water and we decided it was time for some snacks. I stayed by Pirates, though, with the kiddies and stole bites of their popcorn. While we were waiting, a very heart-rending occurrance, well, occurred. My sister, Auntie Jasmine is a fellow Peter Pan lover. We both go to sleep each night dreaming that Peter Pan will come to our window. Well, youll never guess who we saw right next to his arch nemeses the Pirates of the Caribbean. Ok, maybe you did guess. Thats right, there was Peter Pan, sparkling in all his pixie-dusted glory. Auntie Jasmine got in line to get his autograph and a picture to curl up with each night, but, (this is the sad part), what did Peters handler say? It wasnt, Welcome, Auntie Jasmine! Peter has been waiting for you. Now, you must think happy thoughts and fly with him off to Neverland! No, what she said was (actually hollered in a loud voice to all passersby not just my sister) This is the last autograph! (meaning the people who were already there) Peter has to go join the parade! Alas, Julias heart was shattered, right there, on that spot. I dont think she will ever be the same. Here is her sad face to prove it:
Does not that jerk the tears from your eyes? It does mine. And just look at the happy family there posing with Peter. She was that close. That close.
Well, it took a long time for everyone to get their snacks and join back up. I think they stopped and watched the parade on the way back, or something. So, I will leave you here waiting, as well. Next installment, we will finally ride pirates, and meet up with my other uncle whom Ive been enticing you with and not following through.
I remember those care-free days with no little ones where you could speed around the park with no one holding you back. The world is at your feet and the big scary rides are at your fingertips. Good times. Its a whole new ball game, now, with my own little children. I still love it. Theres nothing like watching the magic through their little precious eyes. Its just a different world than the one I left behind nine years ago, as a teenager going with my family. In those days it was my brother and I doing early EMH with my dad while Violet and Julia slept in with Mom at the resort.
Once the little ones woke up, we moseyed on over to the MK to join the rest of the family. My dad showed up to join us. My sisters decided they were having fun and wanted to keep living it up enjoying the freedoms of teenagerhood. The rest of us breakfasted on Main Street. First we stopped in at the Main Street Bakery, but the line was long and moving sloooow. I happened to notice that the ice cream shop next door, however, was completely empty. So, we opted for waffle cones for breakfast, instead. Hey, theyre waffles, right? Mmm, that was yummy. It may have been the best breakfast Ive ever had, because I just dont remember having a waffle cone sundae for breakfast ever before.
We met up with my uncles family at the ice cream parlor. It was down to just my uncle, aunt, and youngest cousin. The older two cousins had to get back to work and school. My uncle had fast passes for Splash Mountain, so they ditched us for the ol frontier (land). We went and let the little ones play at Poohs Playful Spot. Sorry for lack of pictures. As you can see from above, Auntie Violet had the camera that morning, and we had not met up with them, yet. After playing with Pooh (I phrased it that way just for you, Donald), we jumped in line for Snow Whites Scary Adventures. I was afraid our little Snow White would be afraid of this ride. She loves Snow White (well of course, she was named after her), and I was somewhat afraid this ride would change her perspective. Fortunately, she found some more chickens on this ride, and I guess that was enough of a distraction from the scary stuff. (Again, for those of you too lazy to go back and read, Snow White was calling all birds chickens, on this trip, and was very fascinated by them.)
After Snow White (the ride), we still hadnt heard from Auntie Violet or Auntie Jasmine, yet. Mom was starting to get pretty worried. They werent answering Auntie Violets cell phone. We werent sure what to do, however, except to keep trying. At this point my Aunt and Uncle caught back up with us. They had not experienced the laughter and cheer of Its a Small World, yet. Well, we werent about to let that one slide. Next stop: Small World.
Mom continued to try calling the girls all through the line. I think, up towards to loading area, they finally called. I wasnt near my mom, so I didnt get the whole story, but my sisters phone battery died. I believe she eventually ran into my other uncle, though, the one who would be meeting us there later, and was able to use his phone to hook back up with the family.
So after the ride, we finally got some pictures because there was Auntie Violet and Auntie Jasmine at the exit bridge, snapping photos.
Here we are in the second third and fourth rows. Look how happy Mom was to see the girls.
And there we go
Now that we were all happily reunited, we decided to split up, again. My uncle and aunt whisked there daughter off somewhere while we went to ride Splash Mountain which I had not been on, yet. On our way, we picked up fast passes to Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. Donald took Dash up to be measured for Splash, and, sadly, he came up short. My mother took him, Auntie Cinerella, and Snow White to ride the riverboat, instead. The rest of us got in line for Splash. I was pretty sad they werent going to let him on this one. Then again, I wasnt sure if he was quite ready for it, yet. Hed never ridden a ride with any sort of hill, up to this point. So, I sucked it up and trudged onward. It wasnt that hard, because Splash Mountain is my absolute favorite ride. You just dont get that mix of happy-go-lucky and thrill anywhere else. I love it all.
After Splash, it was already time for our fastpasses on BTMRR. We met back up with my mom and the little ones, and I was really keeping my fingers crossed that theyd let Dash ride this one. Dash loves trains, and hed already watched the Big Thunder ride throughs on You Tube so many times. With much trepidation, we took him up to be measured. We coached him, stand up real tall, and, look as grown up as you can, and all of that. We also told him, though, that they might not let him ride and if they didnt, that would be ok because we could ride the steam train around the park, and also there was Goofys Barnstormer which is a rollercoaster we knew he could go on. Turns out, though, all of the premature condolences were superfluous because they let him on, no problem! Yippee!! I was so excited about this. I know that this was Dashs first rollercoaster, and I wasnt entirely certain if he would like it, but I was feeling pretty confident that he would. After all, its just a little rollercoaster. Its nothing too scary.
Once we were boarded and got rolling, though, I was surprised just how wild the wildest ride in the wilderness really was. I mean, its no Kingda Ka, or whatever that really big coaster is in Six Flags, but its still a fast little wiper-snapper and jerks you around quite a bit. I kept glancing back at Dash to make sure he was ok. He looooved it. He came off just beaming, and of course wanted to ride it again. The line was a little too long, though, and we needed to meet up with my Aunt and Uncle. He soon forgot about it, anyway, because Auntie Cinderella and Snow White who were, respectively, too afraid and too little to ride, were sharing popcorn. Dash was easily distracted by this unexpected treat. We met up with my Aunt and Uncle and decided to go on Pirates of the Caribbean, next.
Oh, but first, the bucket of popcorn was pretty much making all of our mouths water and we decided it was time for some snacks. I stayed by Pirates, though, with the kiddies and stole bites of their popcorn. While we were waiting, a very heart-rending occurrance, well, occurred. My sister, Auntie Jasmine is a fellow Peter Pan lover. We both go to sleep each night dreaming that Peter Pan will come to our window. Well, youll never guess who we saw right next to his arch nemeses the Pirates of the Caribbean. Ok, maybe you did guess. Thats right, there was Peter Pan, sparkling in all his pixie-dusted glory. Auntie Jasmine got in line to get his autograph and a picture to curl up with each night, but, (this is the sad part), what did Peters handler say? It wasnt, Welcome, Auntie Jasmine! Peter has been waiting for you. Now, you must think happy thoughts and fly with him off to Neverland! No, what she said was (actually hollered in a loud voice to all passersby not just my sister) This is the last autograph! (meaning the people who were already there) Peter has to go join the parade! Alas, Julias heart was shattered, right there, on that spot. I dont think she will ever be the same. Here is her sad face to prove it:
Does not that jerk the tears from your eyes? It does mine. And just look at the happy family there posing with Peter. She was that close. That close.
Well, it took a long time for everyone to get their snacks and join back up. I think they stopped and watched the parade on the way back, or something. So, I will leave you here waiting, as well. Next installment, we will finally ride pirates, and meet up with my other uncle whom Ive been enticing you with and not following through.
As opposed to Test Track on which you actuallly CAN! 
I would have been officially freaked out at that point. 
that there is a great TR going on and that it was not getting it's proper props! 
<said in her best exaggerated Texan voice> 
laughing
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