When we last left you we were walking the sad walk out of the Magic Kingdom. As we walked past the security checks I remembered with disgust what had happened when we arrived earlier that day.
As the security guard went through my bag she pulled out Megan's presant, held it up and said in the nastiest tone, "What is this?!"
Me: "It's her birhday gift"
Hag security guard: "I know that, but what IS it?!" (insert the nastiest of tones)
Me: It's a stuffed Donald Duck!!
Hag: Well, I have to ask!
Me: I know that, but you DO NOT have to be so NASTY!!
Hag's jaw drops and appologizes profusely, surprised I called her out. I walk away fuming. She really put a damper on the start to our last day at MK.
We decided to take the monrail to the Contemporary for our dinner at Chef Mickeys. Up the ramp with lots and lots of other people. It was a
MVMCP night so the park was emptying early. As we stood in line I heard a scream and a cry. It was Hunter! He had dropped his panda over the fence and was boarderline hysterical! Everyone looked, Dave reached down, and picked it up. That's right, it hadn't fell far! As I watched the monorail pull in I said, "I think we're in the wrong line." The guy behind me said, "No, this is right." Oh! Ok! Um, wait a minute. This guy has no idea where we're trying to go! So we go back down the now VERY crowded ramp. By now it is 4:55 and our ADRs are for 5:00 so my nerves are becoming frazzled by the second. Get on the right ramp which is equally crowded, and wait. We finally get on a monorail, but it is packed so it wasn't enjoyable.
We book it to Chef Mickey's. Dave checks us in, and I take Megan down to the bathroom to get her dressed in her birthday outfit. I'm so glad that this bathroom is downstairs and out of the way. (Kind of odd actually. I felt like we were in the kitchen basement.) Megan was in rare form. If you were at Chef Mickey's on this night my not so shy little girl was the one dancing naked in the bathroom! I get her dressed, head upstairs, and everyone is waiting for us so we can sit down. By now, I'm tired and totally frazzled!
First up, Donald Duck!
Goofy!
When Mickey came to our table a man from a couple tables over came over to get Mickey to come back to their table. Megan was hugging Mickey and my mom was taking a picture. I placed myself between the man and Mickey, glared at him, and he left. Are ya catching on to my mood at this point?!
Hunter's favorite! PLUTO!
Megan's favorite: MINNIE!
The kids really got into the napkin dance!
We told Megan to hold up her toy!
In the midst of all this craziness we all filled our plates. Take a couple of bites, Megan yells, "I gotta go!" Down to the bathroom we go. Back to the table, take a few more bites. So far the food was OK. The chicken was good, prime rib gross, potatos that everyone raves about, just average. Now I have to go to the restroom. I come back and my family's enjoying dessert and MY PLATE IS GONE! Yes, that's right. My family was able to eat, get dessert and let the waiter take my full plate. By this time, I'm just done and ready to leave. I wasn't very nice to my hubbie and mom. She told me to get another plate. I got an icecream. So, I guess I would try Chef Mickey's again because techniquely, I've never ate there!
Next up: Our evening at Grand Floridian