Ed Note: I forgot that Mr. Squid and Monkston went to the Magic Kingdom after our trip to the Top of the World Lounge. I guess if it didnt happen to me, it didnt happen, right?
That's the way I operate.
Monkston and I decide to visit the Magic Kingdom but Mr. Squid is tired (see Ed Note above) and wants to head back to the room for a bit.
I wonder if I could ever get to the point where I'm too tired to go to MK.
Me,"Okay, guys. I've been on my feet for 24 hours and I can't go another step. I'm going back to the hotel and crash."
Them,"Oh, all right. We're just going to go to MK."
Me,"I'm going too."
We leave him on the monorail
Where he's never heard from again.
I love that Monkston is ten but still wants to hold hands. We give each others hand a little squeeze, hand hugs we call them.

We do the same thing. Elle's too old to hold her ol' man's hand. But Kay still does occasionally.
(Record screech.)
Josh from easywdw.com: This is going to be the boringest Disney trip report ever!
Well that just goes to show you. What does he know.
Laura74: Boringest is not a word Josh
Boringalicious?
and she wants to go shopping. Am I going to force my child to go on Splash Mountain just to put some zing in my report?
Well, yeah. Actually. Or you could force her to swim with sharks or something...
Well there is more confusion because our fingers still dont match and we have to try several combinations before we can get in.
Interesting that your fingers don't match. How many do you have on your left hand vs your right hand?
Im going to have to give up another super secret, real identity for the good of this report. Monkston shares a name with the platypus.
So your last name is Platypus?
Check.
You may be thinking, hmmm, thats not a very feminine name.
No, I always think feminine when I think platypus.
And why would they name her after a platypus?
Really, shouldn't the question be, "Why wouldn't you"?
Well smarty pants, a. theres a story behind the name, and b. she came before the platypus.
Is this one of those chicken or the egg things?
For the longest time we called our little peanut Chop Chop because I happened to be cutting vegetables and was adamantly saying, WE [chop] HAVE [chop] TO [chop] COME [chop] UP [chop] WITH [chop] A [chop] NAME [chop] FOR [chop] THE [chop] BABY [chop]!

I like that!
I gravitated to romantic names like Emma and Mr. Squid
I don't think she'd want to be called Mr. Squid.
I could be wrong.
outdated 50s carhop names like Rhonda. I kid you not! RHONDA!
But can you think of a better name for a Paramedic or tax lawyer?
I read baby naming books, visited baby name web sites looking for a name that we could agree on. Every name I suggested was met with an are-you-kidding-me look.
My all-time favorite SNL skit with Nicholas Cage trying to decide on a baby name. The whole time Ruby was pregnant, we'd tell people his character's name was what we were going to call ours.
Now, my sister, who had two boys at the time, had the name Perry on reserve if she ever had a girl. Perry is the surname of our natural father who died when I was three, and she was just a baby. She thought it would be a cool way to honor him and it is.
She generously gave up her claim to the name and we happily took it. Luckily her third child was a boy so I didnt have to feel any guilt.
I'm curious... why wouldn't she use the name if it was a boy?
My mother pointed out to me that my natural fathers last name was Benedict when he was born. His name changed to Perry when his mother remarried but I pointed out that Benedict would be a REALLY silly name for a girl.
No. She wouldn't get teased with a moniker like that.
Monkston has had some complaints about her name. She used to say shed rather be Stephanie or Emma.
So how many times did you say "Told you so" to Mr. Squid?
And when the platypus came along and the kids started calling her Perry the Platypus she was really angry with our baby naming skills.
Did you get the dreaded, "Fail!"
But in the last year, shes embraced the name and even likes that that platypus shares it! She bought a Perry the Platypus shirt for school and I was thrilled that she could now see the humor in it.
Smart kid you got there.
Were going to stop and smell the cinnamon buns and popcorn.
Mmmm.... nothing like smelling that on Main St.
Cutie pa-tootie.
Too bad about the woman behind her who stepped in Pluto's doo doo.
I point out that she doesnt have much room on her walls with all the Tiger Beat posters and kitten photos.
These things cycle. DD11 has a room full of Twilight... which is in the process of coming down for Hunger Games posters.
I see her lovingly caress a Dooney & Bourke bag and dash her dreams of luxury handbag carrying by showing her the price tag. She picks up the wallet.
I dont think so Monkston.
That's what parents do. They tell their kids, "No" when it comes to expensive items.
And that's what kids do. Keep trying for an angle to get the parents to pay for the expensive items.
I do that a lot. Ask for directions. Neither Mr. Squid nor I have any sense of direction and we have found ourselves in many a pickle while traveling. We have most of our arguments in the car, fighting over who got us lost.
ah. But does Mr. Squid ask for directions?
Josh: This wandering around the Magic Kingdom aimlessly is really getting on my nerves. Wheres your touring plan? What are you doing? This is a Disney World vacation. You cant just walk around relaxing.

So true. For some reason that reminds me of the Dr. Strangelove line, "Gentlemen! This is the war room! You can't fight in here!"
I made Sheena very nervous handing her the spreadsheets. In hindsight, I guess I did act like a crazy person, planning out every minute of our day, rearranging schedules after every change in park hours. Sheena doesnt roll that way. She likes to stroll, take in the details.
Some people like to be organized, others....
When I was still single, my best friend and I decided to marathon drive down to Florida. I had all kinds of things planned out and organized.
When we got back, we didn't speak to each other for a month. Not because we fought but because we were so different in our methodologies... and we were sick of each other.
Now this is what I love about Disney. He says he thinks he can help us and then takes the time to lead us to the correct spot. And he does it with a smile! Like he lives for playing Sorcerers Apprentice with clueless blondes.
Always nice to get a good CM. After reading so many negative posts about them, you start getting the feeling that they're
all bad.
Plus, you never know when that 'clueless blond' will turn out to be Cinderella.
I live in New Jersey. Im not used to this kind of service. If this were in my town, hed just point in the general direction or shrug his shoulders.
My personal fave is having to wait for the clerk to get off their personal cell phone.
This strikes me as a rather unusual hobby for a woman her age. I bet she has a closet full of beanie babies too.
Disney can do weird things to people. I'm sure there's others like her here on the DIS.
I STILL dont understand Vinylmation.
Me too.
Not that theres anything wrong with that.
Okay, Jerry.
I waited a while myself, but this is a bit extreme. I wonder if he has grown children somewhere, possibly with kids of their own. Are these two happy accidents? Did he wait until 50 to get married for the first time? Maybe he was a Trekkie that spent his youth in his mothers basement before hitting the dating scene. Maybe this is his second marriage and their mother is his former secretary.
Maybe Im just reading too much into this.
Maybe not enough. He's actually only 26 but has an incurable disease which makes him age at an accelerated rate... which he caught while in prison for being a drug mule in Calcutta.
there is a woman playing the game, and her pre-school age son is sleeping on the floor. Not in a stroller, just flat out on the floor.
I get a kick out of how Disney can zonk out the little ones. But sleeping on the floor
is a little odd, to say the least.
"Sorry, hun bun. Momma knows you're plum tuckered out. But Momma's gotta keep playing this here game, 'tills I get all the klewz."
Im too chicken to tell her I dont think this is a wise idea so I just silently worry and keep an eye out for any strollers heading his way.
I hate having to 'parent' for parents who don't or won't.
They all dutifully hand over their cards and I wonder if they think she works here. That shes performing some sort of Sorcerer card quality assurance.
I think I read somewhere that if you hold a clipboard in your hand, you can get people to do just about anything.
What do you want to do next Monko?
I don't know about Monkster, but I wanna read another chapter! Thanks for this one!
