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Part 6: Wishes = Walk-on
When we got back to our hotel, we discovered this CUTE towel critter in our window, much to our delight.
We told the kids that if they wanted to go swimming, they needed to lie down for an hour silently first. We figured they'd nap that way. We flicked on the weather channel on low, which was the first time we heard the words "Tropical Storm Alberto". Oh. Oops. The tornado watch scrolling across the bottom of the screen was also festive! So I used the hotel phone to call my mom (because she worries). Oddly, the call never registered with the front desk and we weren't charged for it! (I called a couple days later to find out what our room charges were and we were at $0. They looked for the call when I mentioned it, but couldn't find it.) Then I tried to lie down and sleep. But the thing is, the night before I had actually gotten quite a bit more sleep than I usually do. So Scott and I basically waited until the kids woke up. And watched Stacey, the evil tourist from Hades.
Let me tell you, briefly, how much we hate Stacey. She may be the nicest person in real life. But by the end of the week, we wanted to pound her perfect face. Every time we waited for an MK bus, every time we turned on the TV (can I mention how insidious it is that the channel automatically reverts to Vacation Tips whenever you turn off the TV) there she was. Under perfect blue skies, looking perky and cute in 85 outfit changes, tripping on all the rides with no lines, dancing with characters down Main Street, never having sore feet.... I dunno. She's just a little TOO perky. KWIM?
*ahem* Where was I? Oh, yeah. Nap. The kids woke up from their nap (Nicky with a bit of encouragement - he's a deep sleeper once he gets going.) It was still raining, but the pool was open and we hadn't heard any thunder or lightning. So we went down to the pool, figuring we were gonna get wet anyway, so what's the difference? I had decided to skip the swim today and take some pictures. Kai and Scott are like fish, so they played happily.
Nicky had decided the day before that the only "safe" place in the pool was on the steps. Anywhere else, he had to be carried, and preferably with his arms locked around Mommy or Daddy's throat.
But, he had fun throwing the beach balls to Kai and Daddy to fetch.
He especially loved when Daddy would try to grab a ball, and miss and end up underwater. So Scott missed quite often.

He also cheerfully allowed Nick to dunk him all week long.
Eventually, I convinced everyone to head back to the room and we dressed for dinner, donning fresh ponchos. Which also happened to be our last ponchos. But since I had lost half of them that morning, there wasn't much of a choice. Next time, I'm taking two ponchos per person, per day.
We boarded the bus to Magic Kingdom. It was still raining, but you wouldn't know it from the smiles on the kids faces.
Our reservation that night was for Liberty Tree Tavern, so we headed straight there. We were called almost immediately and taken to the Thomas Jefferson room. The place was packed and the service was a bit slow as a result. The characters were really fabulous, though, and came by our table more than once. We hadn't seen Pluto yet, so the kids were most eager for him to stop by. The food was sadly not as good as we remembered from our last trip, but by no means bad - just sort of ordinary. Nicky loves salad, so we omitted telling him it was a strawberry viniagrette dressing, since he despises strawberries. Unfortunately, he has a better palate than we thought and figured it out immediately. Kai was too interested in the characters to care much about what she was eating. We had a very good time, we just all decided we liked Chef Mickey's better. Same price though, $102.
After dinner, the kids had to use the facilities. Just a side note. The bathrooms in LTT have to be the SMALLEST I have EVER seen in a restaurant. As I mentioned, the place was hopping, and the line to get into the two tiny stalls was unreal. And since one was occupied the entire time we were jammed into the bathroom with a mother screaming at her four year old to stop sassing her (over and over and over), that made the line really long! So if you can avoid those bathrooms, I'd suggest it!
It had stopped raining when we left. We had no real plan for the rest of the evening, so we wandered over to Fantasyland to check the lines. The 120 minute wait for Peter Pan made Scott rather grateful for my touring plans, lol. The kids saw the Carousel, and while I had not intended to waste time on something so mundane while at Disney, there was no line, so we jumped in the holding area for the next ride. While there, I pointed out Cinderella's horse to Kairi, so she decided she HAD to ride it. We hustled through the turnstiles and started searching, but had lost track of where it was and went around twice when Scott yelled, "Jenn!" That's when we noticed that Nick was already up on the horse next to Cinderella's and Scott had his hand on Cindy's horse. Kai was THRILLED. I couldn't get a good picture with the gold ribbon on the tail because we had wasted so much time, but this one shows the important part - how happy Kai was.
After the carousel, we headed toward Pooh, intending to get a fastpass. While Scott hit the machines, the kids were pulled in by the retail vortex again, and Kairi ran up with a Tigger backpack. I tried to convince her that it wasn't a really good idea as it wasn't big enough for her schoolbooks and was too fuzzy and cute for a play pack that would get dirty. She was disappointed, but put it back. Then I saw it. A Tigger towel poncho, with hood. I showed it to her. It was love at first sight.
I expected her to use it as a pool cover up, a towel, a robe at home. You see, just lately, my little girl has become very very concerned with what other people think. She stopped wearing princess t-shirts to school because "None of the other girls like princesses". Hello Kitty was acceptable - Tinkerbell, no. So Winnie the Pooh was SO preschool, Mom. Which is why I was surprised when as she bouncingly handed her money to the clerk, her answer to "Do you want a bag, or do you want to wear it?" was "I'll wear it!"
She bounced out of the store. She said "Whoohooohoohoo!" She sang along with "The wonderful thing about Tiggers..." I was in awe. Somewhere, somehow, I had found my baby girl again. *sniffle* Sorry. Having a moment here. *blows nose* Okay. Ahem.
Nicky decided he wanted to ride Dumbo. I was ascared. Very ascared. But if he was willing to wait. And wait... We walked over and found to our surprise that there was a 10 minute wait posted and a rather short line. We wended our way through the line. The kids were happy as clams, playing with the toys stationed throughout the queue. Nicky kept telling Kai to bounce. Then he started singing the shark song. Loudly. What's this? You don't know the shark song??
Let's just say it has _10_ verses. And they're all a variation on "Baby shark doo doo doo doo ta doo, Baby Shark doo doo doo doo ta doo..." With hand motions. As you go through the WHOLE shark family. And then "Surfer dude doo doo..." and "Shark Attack" and "Lost a leg" and "CPR"... oh, you get the idea. Anyway, by the time he gets to "Happy Shark" I have a feeling the other folks in line around us may be, oh, just a SMIDGE tired of the shark song. So I point out the sign that we've managed over the course of the morning to convince them means "No Bad Dancing on this Ride". So Nicky immediately starts bad dancing. To get it out of his system.
We reach the front of the line, and are given those little tags. Kai's happens to be orange, so she puts it on her chest and says it's her button. So Nicky pushes it. And she bounces and does the "Whoohoohoohoohoo!" thing. A few repetitions later, we're up on Dumbo. And off. And now Kai doesn't have a button. So Nick figures, okay, I'll just yank on her poncho to make her jump. Which drives her nuts in about twelve seconds. We think of going over to the Pooh play area, just for some cute photos. But the sign says 5 and under, so we skip it. A few minutes later, our Winnie the Pooh fastpass comes up. So we ride again, Kai getting lots of extra attention for being Tigger.
Then we head for Tommorowland. When we reach Stitch, sure enough, there's no line. I'm prepared to be in the minority here. Very, very much in the minority. But... I kinda liked this ride. The pre-show bit was funny, the animatronic Stitch was fairly awesome, and while the part in the dark was just sort of.. well, blah.. the jokes were cute. And Nicky spent the rest of the week saying "Cinderelllly! Your prince is heeere!" The kids were a bit nervous about the whole dark, noises thing, but being as it was Stitch, they were pretty okay. Not a ride we'd repeat a lot, but not as bad as I expected from the review either.
We then decided to split up since Kai was SET on Space Mountain, and Nicky completely refused to ride it. At this point, Spectro was going on in another part of the park, so Tomorrowland was pretty deserted. Scott took Kai, and I took Nicky. At first, he was only interested in the toy kiosk across from Carousel of Progress. He found an Anakin Skywalker that converted to Darth Vader. It was $50. He didn't have enough money left. Just as predicted, he was sad and wished he hadn't bought the robe. But he was also interested in Buzz and Zurg and I showed him things he COULD buy and he took it pretty well - no whining. Still, he'd rather stand there and STARE at the toy than go do something fun. Finally, I put my foot down and took him off to the rides. We rode the TTA first, cause it was right there, and I hoped we'd catch a glimpse of Scott and Kai on Space Mountain. No luck, but I did notice that there were a couple great views of the lit-up castle and that Tomorrowland is GORGEOUS after dark.
Next, we hopped on Buzz Lightyear. I wasn't going to pass up a walk-on on that ride, regardless of his opinion! We got right on, no waiting, and I actually hit the back of the orange robot's hand! My score was up to 179000 and I was thrilled (did I mention I suck at this ride?) but then the ride stopped! Right by a 5,000 pointer! Needless to say, my score climbed a bit more! I took a picture because, well, I knew Scott would NEVER believe me.
I know that's probably pathetic to some of you, but it was a big deal to me, lol! We came out of the ride and saw Scott and Kai heading toward us. I ran up, gloating over my score. Nicky showed Daddy his "precious" Darth Vader (said in a Gollum voice - he hasn't seen the movie, but it's a family joke). Since Spectro and Wishes were still stealing the crowds, we went right over and rode again, but this time both Scott and my scores were in the 130,000-ish range. (Which is still a pretty big improvement over the morning!) The kids paused in the inevitable gift shop, and posed with Zurg.
As we left, I thought of the great castle views and decided to drag everyone on the TTA one more time. Because I thought the timing might be JUST right. And it was. Through somewhat misty eyes, my smiling and happy family saw the fireworks of Wishes exploding around and behind the castle. Nicky's grumpiness at riding the TTA AGAIN disappeared. His eyes lit up. Kai just grinned like a maniac. We followed Nick as he leapt off the ride, down the conveyor belt and ran for the castle. Daddy scooped him up and put him on his shoulders, and we caught the end of Wishes at the entrance to Tomorrowland. I don't think I could have been happier. That first Magic Kingdom day was even better than I had imagined for so many months.
Then we headed back to the kiosk of toys so that Nicky could buy a Buzz and Zurg. Though he still wanted his "precious". But the kiosk had closed. He was disappointed, but we told him we'd be back. We started slowly toward the gate. It was still crowded, so we sat in front of the castle for awhile, watching the lights change. Scott was a bit impatient, thinking we should be getting back to the hotel. Which I understood. After all, we had to get up early for EPCOT, and hadn't really intended to stay this late. But the lure of line-less rides had overcome our best intentions. Still, I tried to explain that if we left, we'd just be waiting in a long bus line, so we might as well meander out. We ended up heading over to Exposition Hall to watch Mickey cartoons. Only they weren't running. :-( So we took some pictures with the scenes back there (none of which came out well, being as we were all tired and the kids were getting grumpy). We decided that line or no line, we were all ready to at least TRY and get on a bus. When we got to the bus station, Scott headed right for #18, as we had been told. Along with nearly everyone else. But I noticed that oddly, station #17 was also labelled Pop. And that a few people were in that line. When two buses pulled up a few minutes later and stopped at both stations, those of us in #17 all got on a bus, leaving about 3 busloads of people over in #18. So check those signs. ;-)
The rest of our evening consisted of collapsing into our beds, setting the wake-up call for EPCOT, and dropping into well-deserved sleep.
Stay tuned for Part 7: Grumpy, Dopey and Alberto do EPCOT