Bunny & Mommy Goin' On Vacation, Sunshine & Ice Cream... NEW NEW 3-30-07

Tiggerbell: Thanks for hanging around my trip report. It was quite a night. Bunny still talks about it, actually!

BeautyNBeast: Yeah, we were really in the right place at the right time, for sure. I have to confess that Bunny's short attention span for the camera has me looking at some of those nifty Digital-SLR cameras where they take the picture immediately instead of waiting for your subject's eyes to wander off!:sad2:

TiggerandTink: Yes, do keep Toontown at closing time in mind. It was so exciting to see so many characters together at once, and they were all dancing, and having fun, too. Will be looking forward to your trip report ALL about it!:thumbsup2

NMAmy: I noticed the same thing about her not looking at the camera this past weekend when we took a trip into Chicago with her cousins. She looks at the camera for .04 seconds, and then she is off to the next thing.

I'm not sure, but she may have been reciting a poem to Pooh. I know that she did that the next day at the Crystal Palace! That appears in the next installment of the trip report, so stay tuned.

NicoleMarie: We did enjoy the tea so much. My guess would be that an 8 year old would enjoy it, especially if she is into girly things! Hard for me to remember what the average age was, but I just glanced through some of our photos and saw plenty of girls who looked older than Bunny, who was just turning six at the time. If it's something your dd is interested in, I say go for it. It's a memory-maker!:thumbsup2

Becky521: I should do an entire album of those photos! :rotfl: As a protest.

Kay: I did this when I read your suggestion...:lmao: because you should hear all the noise I make to try to get her attention!! I embarass myself frequently. And, although I didn't post any here, often when get photos of her when she IS looking at the camera, she often looks terrified, because she opens her eyes really wide from all the effort it takes to keep focused. I got very frustrated on our last day at Animal Kingdom and stood behind her with my fingers pushing her mouth up into a smile, just being silly. I'll have to post that on our last day. Yikes, but I'm in the picture, too, and I don't like that so much...hmm..PhotoShop where are you?:scared1:

Coming up on our second Epcot day, I got two of my very favorite pictures from the whole trip, and she is NOT looking at the camera in either one. (One of them is taken from the back...so this may become my new MO, out of necessity! I'll just claim it is my way of being artistic.)

Well, you all are very tolerant of my bragging Mommy ways, I must say! Would you believe I am really NOT one of those moms who carries around forty pictures of her kid everywhere she goes?

Thanks for reading and for your encouragement. :thumbsup2

Been working on the next installment, and I'm hitting a bit of a wall. :headache: I know it's temporary, and it's no help that Bunny's been sick. Missed three days of school last week and woke up with a temp of 101.6 this morning. I'm ready for spring and healthier days ahead!
 
It really had been a magical evening. However, we had driven our rented vehicle to the Magic Kingdom that day, and as we hit the road, I kept a careful watch on the road signs and all those little multidirectional arrows.

Unfortunately for me, the arrows pointed once and ONLY once, to POR. I kept waiting for confirmation to turn, but none came. As a result, we missed that turn, and went hurtling headlong in the wrong direction. We wound up in Celebration feeling anything but festive, and at a rather late hour. :sad2:

Once we finally returned home to POR for the night, we made SURE to stop at the front desk to have them reissue our Keys to the World. We may be forgetful, but we are not wholly irresponsible, and did not wish to be blamed the next morning if our keys failed in the turnstiles AGAIN, thus apparently setting off another round of El Nino, gasoline price increases, and the onset of the bird flu pandemic.

The CM who reissued our keys for us gave us the very same song and dance about keeping cell phones and credit cards away from the DisKeys. I mentally pushed the “mute” button and smiled and nodded pleasantly at his nonsense.

I felt very smug indeed as we walked back to our room that night. No early morning “naughty, naughty” lecture from the CM’s at the Magic Kingdom turnstiles for us tomorrow!

And a good thing it was, too, for by now you all know how fond I am of “the Plan”, regardless of the fact that we have yet to follow one for any real length of time. But we have no time in the schedule tomorrow, our first BIG Magic Kingdom day (up until now, you understand, we had only indulged in partial days), for any ticket problem nonsense at the turnstiles.

I was so pleased with myself for remembering to have our tickets reissued. I believe I may have chortled. But only in a delicate and feminine sort of way, mind you, that does not remotely resemble, say… snoring.

That evening, as we got ready for bed, Nana confessed that she just didn’t get this Port Orleans, Riverside, and French Quarter thing. How many resorts were they? And what was with the names? I tried to explain, but the result was a tired and cranky rush of babbling accompanied by a rather poorly executed Venn diagram.

I’m afraid Nana emerged from the whole experience no more enlightened than before we’d started, and perhaps even considerably less so.

We both decided to give up and just go to bed. I’m sure this was for the best.

The next morning, we kicked it into high gear as soon as we woke up and endeavored to get to the Magic Kingdom gates at opening time. Bunny was wearing a t-shirt that I had designed for her.

“Bunny”, as you may know, is my daughter’s cybername, and her real name starts with the letter “M”. So on her t-shirt was :

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I wore a lavender t-shirt that had a retro sort of Magic Kingdom design. I’d had a blast designing these t-shirts, and had made several for the three of us on this trip.


See?

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We’ve worn them since, but a couple of the transfers, especially those I used on the white t-shirts, for some reason, have really started to peel and flake off, so that the design is nearly unrecognizable. Perhaps totally unrecognizable.

I distinctly recall one morning in early summer when Bunny’s GrandDad came downstairs ready to tackle the ever-growing lawn, dressed in, of all things, Nana’s Snow White shirt! :rolleyes1

It had once looked like this...


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Tee hee. Very manly, there, Dad. :thumbsup2 When confronted with the truth about the girly shirt, he protested that he couldn’t tell what the design was supposed to be. He was just looking for an old shirt to mow the grass in. He SAID…. I strongly suspect, though, that Papa has a secret crush on Snow White, but you didn't hear it from me.

So there we were there at opening, wearing out designer DisShirts, but we were not by any means among the first to enter. This was not entirely our own fault. As we attempted to pass through the turnstiles, you’ll never guess what happened. Our Keys to the Kingdom failed to work.

“They must be demagnetized!” the CM proclaimed.

“Oh, really?” I responded quickly, beating him to the punch, “That’s very odd because we have taken great pains to keep them far away from our cell phones, and our credit cards. We certainly know THAT is a no-no! How do you suppose this happened? This is the second time, too!”

The CM shrugged and once again we had to wait while the issue was taken care of, and once again, we were told that we would have to have our resort’s front desk re-issue the tickets. I just sighed wearily, nodded, and proceeded through the turnstiles, at which point, we ran like the wind toward Dumbo.

Of course, we had already been on Dumbo, but given that we were traveling with a five year old, Dumbo had to be visited on each trip to the Magic Kingdom. Luckily, we got there early, and the line was minimal. So we rode again.

That morning, we primarily did the “must-do” repeats in Fantasyland when one is touring with a five year old including The Many Adventures of Winnie Pooh, and Peter Pan. Again.

Then we drifted off toward Adventureland, where we rode the Magic Carpets of Aladdin, and Bunny enjoyed a refreshing shower of camel spit (water) straight from the mouth of the naughty camel that is part of this particular ride. While Bunny dodged dromedary drool, Nana shopped for a hat for BunnysGrandDad, who spends a lot of time outdoors mowing the grass. No, I mean, a really, really lot of time mowing the grass. So he could really use Adventureland jungle-type hat to coordinate nicely with his Snow White shirt in his ongoing and tireless efforts to keep the grass suitably short.;)

As we waited and Nana shopped, Bunny investigated a future in the music business...

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(You'll note that Bunny is being backed up by her boy, Bambi, on the bongos.)

Before long though, I was hurrying us along for our ADR at the Crystal Palace. Although we had ADR’s, we still had to wait a few minutes. We had the earliest available lunch reservation, and we could see people inside still eating breakfast, but no one was being admitted for lunch yet.

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Bunny wasted no time introducing me, her Nana, and Bambi to everyone seated within shouting range as we waited. Fortunately, it was not a long wait, and within minutes we were being directed to our table.

We barely had time to find our seats, when our wonderful waitress, Sami, welcomed us and told us about the buffet and the characters. She hadn’t even finished her spiel, before Tigger came bouncing over, looking almost as excited as Bunny, and, seeing a promising young protégé, offered to give her bouncing lessons.

At least I think that’s what he was pantomiming. He was either offering bouncing lessons or a cup of really good coffee, which, as we all know, cannot be found anywhere on Disney property, so it must have been the bouncing lessons.

Tigger was accompanied by one of the very finest CM’s in all of WDW. She welcomed us, and as we began chatting, she sat down at our table with us, and announced to Tigger, “This is my family, Tigger, see, these are my sisters, and we came all the way from…(where am I from again?), oh yes, Illinois, just to see you!”

She was a hoot, and the three of us just loved her!

We ate, we laughed, we smiled for the camera, we ate some more, we obtained “odergraphs”, and Bunny composed (or plagiarized, I’m not sure) and recited a poem for her pal, Pooh. It went a little something like this:

“Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And Pooh Bear is, too.”

I’m not sure what possessed her to wax poetic at Pooh’s appearance, but evidently, it was honey to Pooh’s ears. He ate it up, and wrote in her odergraph book, “Thanks for the Poem, Bunny!”

Overall, we experienced terrific character interaction at the Crystal Palace. We got to see all the characters at least twice, and I think Eeyore kept coming over to our table because Nana told him she was her all-time favorite. He’d come over and lay his head on Nana’s shoulder.

The characters were even more memorable than the food, but the food was pretty good! I especially enjoyed a chicken and mushroom dish that I don’t recall the name of, but there were several pretty darned tasty items.

After lunch, we headed back to Adventureland to purchase the grass-mowin’ hat Nana had been looking at earlier when I hurried her out of the shop, and in the general direction of lunch and Hundred Acre Wood friends.

Bunny’s GrandDad, whom she calls “Papa”, likes to call his the forested back portion of his 5 acre spread in the country “The .100 acre wood”.

Keep in mind this is also the man who will, at the slightest urging from Bunny, “talk to Piglet” or “talk to Pooh”, which of course, really means, talk FOR those characters. And Papa does. For hours on end, and he remains in character, reminding Bunny, as Piglet, that he is just “a very small animal”, and as Pooh, complaining of a rumbly in his tumbly (we have discovered that homemade chocolate chip cookies work nearly as well as honey for eliminating this malady).

And in the fall, when they are plentiful, Papa is always reminding Bunny, “You never can tell with bees” in his best Pooh-like voice. And when the skies turn dark and a thunderstorm is on the horizon, he has been known to sing, “I’m just a little black rain cloud, hovering over the honey tree…” Although Bunny often attempts to banish him to the basement when he sings.

Sometimes, when Papa sings or otherwise refuses (uncharacteristically) to cater to her every whim, Bunny later turns traitor on him. Once when Nana asked her, “Where’s Papa?” She responded very matter-of-factly, “He’s in the living room watching too much TV”.

Yet, this same Papa balks when we try to convince him to come to the World. I can’t help but think he would have a blast with Bunny. And I’ll just bet he’d get a kick out of meeting the Hundred Acre Wood crew, too. So far, I haven’t been successful at getting a commitment out of him for our trip next January. But there’s still time.

After lunch and hat shopping, we returned to POR for our required afternoon rest.

Coming up next: a brief nap, a very cold and lengthy swim, and dinner with the cousins….
 
It's late and I'm headed to bed, so I don't have time to quote text and comment much now (and I could easily quote most every line as note-worthy). I'll either edit this message in the morning or post again, but I had to say right away that this is a great episode. Apparently you broke through your writer's block, and Wow, you have not lost your touch!:banana: :banana: :banana: :banana: :banana:
 

Thank you for sharing such a wonderful story with all of us!!! I say story, because its so much more than your average trip report! Its fantastic!!!

Bunny is lovely! I enjoyed reading her portion as well. :rotfl:

Bambi is such a great addition to the cast! When you told the story of how he was cleaning the rails, it reminded me of when my son was younger. I think I would have preferred rail cleaning... To him, the railing was his own personal Olympic gymnastics training set! (The poor toes of the victims that stood within the training vacinity:sad2: )
 

I'm glad for the explanation...I was thinking, "Minkerbell?" "Mariel?" Magic and mermaid are much more creative!

Great installment and I'm very fond of the little black raincloud song, too. DD always used to have me sing this to her before she went to sleep when she was little. She's very understanding because I'm no great singer, either!
 
Once we finally returned home to POR for the night, we made SURE to stop at the front desk to have them reissue our Keys to the World. We may be forgetful, but we are not wholly irresponsible, and did not wish to be blamed the next morning if our keys failed in the turnstiles AGAIN, thus apparently setting off another round of El Nino, gasoline price increases, and the onset of the bird flu pandemic.

:rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: Yes, you are SUCH a troublemaker!

I mentally pushed the “mute” button and smiled and nodded pleasantly at his nonsense.

I like that line. And the mental image of him babbling on with his mouth still moving but no sound coming out! :rotfl2:

Then we drifted off toward Adventureland, where we rode the Magic Carpets of Aladdin, and Bunny enjoyed a refreshing shower of camel spit (water) straight from the mouth of the naughty camel that is part of this particular ride. While Bunny dodged dromedary drool, Nana shopped for a hat for BunnysGrandDad, who spends a lot of time outdoors mowing the grass.

I nominate the phrase "dodging dromedary drool" to the body of DIS inside jokes and catch-phrases. There are plenty of times at Disney, and during the course of a normal week, where we find ourselves dodging the dromedary drool of life. :rotfl2:

“Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And Pooh Bear is, too.”

I’m not sure what possessed her to wax poetic at Pooh’s appearance, but evidently, it was honey to Pooh’s ears. He ate it up, and wrote in her odergraph book, “Thanks for the Poem, Bunny!”

That is just terminally cute! :lmao:

Keep in mind this is also the man who will, at the slightest urging from Bunny, “talk to Piglet” or “talk to Pooh”, which of course, really means, talk FOR those characters. And Papa does. For hours on end, and he remains in character, reminding Bunny, as Piglet, that he is just “a very small animal”, and as Pooh, complaining of a rumbly in his tumbly (we have discovered that homemade chocolate chip cookies work nearly as well as honey for eliminating this malady).

Wow, that is so sweet. I would love to see and hear him doing the character impressions. Bunny is lucky to have him. And I agree, he would love going to Disney, and watching him interact with the characters would be a riot.

As I said, I can't possibly clip every line that made me smile and nod with pleasure, but this is a start. I heartily echo the sentiments of Ciciwoowoo who said:

Thank you for sharing such a wonderful story with all of us!!! I say story, because its so much more than your average trip report! Its fantastic!!!
 
I've never had so much fun doing "homework":yay:
Bunny is Beautiful! I love reading about your family's adventures. You're a great writer and a great mom. I can't wait to read more!
 
Bunnysmum. Love your report!

Makes me want to be a Nana! Ph wait, DD is still in college, not such a great idea!

Anyway, love your writing.
 
Hi, bunnysmum!

I'm finally here -- following Kay's wise suggestion to read your trip report. It sure sounds like you had a magical visit.

Bunny looks so princessy dressed as Snow White! It's no wonder she needs a forest creature like Bambi as her companion!
 
Hi Bunnysmum!

Well, I've been here reading your lovely trip report all along, but as you can see I'm not a big poster. I've come out of lurking as a part of Kay's assignment to let you know I HAVE indeed been reading and loving your story.

Bunny is beautiful and I adore your tee shirts! How very clever of you. I would love to make tee shirts for our trips but, alas, have no crafty genes.

Also, I read your trip report with a proper British accent (in my head because I have a very improper Southern drawl, my ownself). I have no idea why; it just seems that your writing style is very gorgeously King's English proper! :thumbsup2

Keep it comin', it's good stuff!
 
Hi again, Kay! Thanks for the dancing banana quintet.:thumbsup2
It's always so nice to hear/see what bits other people especially liked, so thanks for pointing out those that tickled your fancy.

Wow! A nomination for "dodging dromedary drool"! Excellent. :cloud9:

Ciciwoowoo: One day you're going to have to tell us how you chose your screen name!:rotfl: Thanks so much for your kind words of encouragement! You're the best!

Gymnastics! Ack! You're right, I'm glad Bunny hasn't attempted anything like this with the handrails.;) Now watch me have to eat my words...

NMAmy: Hello again! What, have you never heard of Tinkerbell's twin sister, Minkerbell? Where have you been? :rotfl:

Awwww..little black raincloud would be a nice lullabye. I always sang, "Baby Mine" from Dumbo, to my Bunny. We still LOVE that song!

princess: Princess Tinkerbell! Welcome to the homework club, popcorn's that-a-way...popcorn:: and tutoring over here.....:teacher: computer support right there :badpc: Kay, I really appreciate your homework assignment!
Thank, Princess for reading and commenting. I just love hearing from new readers! This is for you.:flower3:

Hi Backstage Gal! :hyper: Nice to see you again! Oh, heck, yeah. Plenty of time for that Nana thing! I'll bet you are going to be the bestest, coolest Nana, lucky little grandbaby-to-be!

MinnieMoo! I LOVE your av! Thanks for doing your homework! ;) It's great to have you here.

Bari: Welcome, welcome, welcome! I'm so glad you came out of lurkdom to say hello. The t-shirts were very easy. I just copied some clip art and put it with some words, then printed it out onto t-shirt transfers with my computer printer. There are some great threads here on the boards for how-to's. I get a kick out of your reading with a British accent! I don't have one, myself. Oooh, I don't think my writing's always proper, but thanks for the nice comments!

Thanks to you all. I really do appreciate your encouragement! You guys are the best!:cheer2:
 
I'm very much enjoying this report. Your bunny is precious!!! (I swear I didn't come cuz Kay told me to! I was going to read it before because I saw it in your signature on the open mike thread)
 
Celery! Welcome aboard. I don't care why you're here, I'm just glad you're here! Thanks for reading.:thumbsup2
 
dear bunnysmum, i thought you guys had a cute fuzzy bunny
at home..near thinking you had her with yoo. :)

i kow this is before your time, but from the dick & jane readers,
there were 3 sisters living on a farm...honey, funny and bunny.

just like your family, bunny ws the cutest...and i loved her
adventure of trying to find a pet....on the farm. her parents
surpirsed her with..you guess it! , a bunny.

:flower3: what a great mommie you are...doings all those lil'things,
made me...:sad1:

yes, you're 100% right, she is the #1 princess:

i like your trippe alot..pssst tell papa, "hands off"..i married snow white!
:rolleyes1
 
i kow this is before your time, but from the dick & jane readers,
there were 3 sisters living on a farm...honey, funny and bunny.
Oh, Lil' Grumpy, you are very kind, but I DO remember Dick and Jane! And sister Sally, Spot, Fluff, and the others. Of course that was when I was VERY young, you understand!;)

I'm SO glad you came over to read!

i like your trippe alot..pssst tell papa, "hands off"..i married snow white!
:rolleyes1
Well thanks very much for the nice compliment, and I will forward your message to Papa!! I'll tell him Lil' Grumpy is "lookin' for him"!:rotfl:
 
For your "listening pleasure" as the next installment brews...:rolleyes1

Bunny informed me tonight that she only likes ONE lullabye..and that is "Hush Little Baby". Only we have Disnified the words as follows:

Hush little baby, don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a Tiki bird.

If that Tiki bird won't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a sticky wing.

If that sticky wing lacks sass,
Mama's gonna buy you an annual pass.

If that annual pass don't make her broke,
Mama's gonna buy you a Dole Whip Float.

If that Dole Whip Float's a phony,
Mama's gonna buy you a carousel pony.

If that pony wants some hay,
Mama's gonna buy you a haystack someday....

(She further informed me that we could not sing about ponies, shetland, carousel, or otherwise, running away, because that would make her cry.;)
Thus the hay-craving segment instead.)
 
Love the little song....

Can't wait to read more.
 
(She further informed me that we could not sing about ponies, shetland, carousel, or otherwise, running away, because that would make her cry.;)
Thus the hay-craving segment instead.)

Well, obviously. Because that would be sad. Unless they were Mary Poppins' carousel horses running away because then you could ride them.

Love the song! :rotfl2: Sounds like it's time to start planning the next trip. ;) Then again, I always think it's time to start planning the next trip so maybe I shouldn't be giving advice.
 




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