Ok, so I've read several trip reports now and realize that some are brief and hit only the highlights and others are very detailed---I'm going for somewhere in between, ok?
With that said, I'm going to go back to the beginning and be "frank" about how our 2010 trip got started.
So it's Thursday and the kids have just gotten out of school. WooHooo!
Camper is packed and ready---just have to wait for Dad to get out of the office! Now, my DS7 has a little after school routine. Get off the bus, grab a little snack, then race for the bathroom. His little clock is never off---once a day, right after school. TMI??? Sorry, it's part of the story, I'm afraid! Well, he went once---then he went again---and, HELLO!?!?! I am NOT going to have a sick kid on vacay! We are going to pretend this is NOT happening. Then he went again.
Oh, holy heck---puh-lease God in heaven, let this pass quickly. Now, I must say he's not feeling bad----got the joy, joy, joy all over hisself (real word? maybe not, but I like it in this instance)! Who can feel bad when they're about to leave for Disney??? So.... I continue to pretend it's NOT happening.
DH gets off of work, backs his truck up and armed w/ a bag FULL of road trip treats, we are on our way!!!!! So we get about 20 miles down the road (no, I am NOT kidding) and DD5 tells me her tummy hurts. What's that you say? Oh, you're probably hungry, pumpkin! And I open my bag of treats like a man in NY opening his trench coat to sell somebody a watch. Whatcha feelin' like? Beef jerky? Powdered donuts? Nuts? Chips? I don't keep this kind of junk at home, so vacation road trip junk is a REAL treat. But DD answers that she needs "real food" while holding her stomach doubled over.
Ok, Daddy---time for our first stop---only 45 minutes down the road! So we're at a truck stop and it's night time and there's all types of people in the store/ restaurant that night. Hubby is topping off the gas tank, b/c that's what hubbies do every chance they can, right? At least we've never run out of gas!
Sorry, I don't mean to be sarcastic--but I could've used some help inside, as you'll find out in a minute. So, here I am juggling two buffet- to- go trays when DS comes over and says, "Mom, I have to go to the bathroom NOW." Just one sec, baby. NO, MOM----RIGHT NOW!
So I grab the plates and both of my babies and race towards the bathroom to find the ladies room all blocked off. No m'am, I'm cleaning--floors wet---you can't come in. "Lady, I will cut you", is what I'm thinking---teeeheeeheee. But instead I walk DS into the men's room and announce to all possible pedophiles that I am present and my son has to go to the restroom, so do what you will, but keep all hands and body parts to yourself. Eyes, too!
Pahahahahahahaha! My son didn't even have time to be embarassed. We were in there for a LONG time, bless my little buddy's heart. And I must say, all of the truckers were so nice and polite (I think there was someone warning them not to mess w/ this Mama Bear!). But really, it worked out just fine. We did need a change of clothes for my little guy, poor thing, but no-one there had any idea.
And it turns out that no-one needed to be cut!
We took so long that we had to clue Daddy in to our little issue and being the awesome Dad that he is, he told DS to let Daddy know as soon as possible when he even thought he needed to go and Daddy would find a place to stop. Needless to say, this made for a longer driving trip---but no more accidents! This "blip" continued for the first couple days of our trip, then vanished w/o anyone else getting sick! Thank-you, Clorox wipes! Oh and in case you were wondering----no-one ate the buffet food from the truck stop because I had been in the bathroom with it---yuck!
Whew! That's enough of that! I bet you're thinking (based on all of my trip pics), that it was only myself, DH, DS7 & DD5 on the trip, right? Well, it wasn't. There was also my DS16 and his DF16 (is that dear friend? b/c that's what it means here!). Not enough room in the truck for them, so we flew them down. Hope you're hooked again b/c I'm going to tell you all about that part of the story soon!
Well, since I "lured you out", I guess I'm going to have to put on my thinking chapeau and add a few more stories and pics. Stay tuned!!!! (and thanks a bunch for reading!!!)
Great job so far!
So I call DS16 back and ask him to describe what he sees and 
I wish I could've recorded that conversation. How in the world does he think descriptions of pretty girls will help me find him or does he really want to be found??? 
So, I tell him to go ask someone where he is. He does this and, lo and behold, he's been dropped off at Wilderness Lodge!!! 
WTH? I payed waaaaay too much for this mistake. Deep breath, clear the head (after letting loose w/ a few choice words)----ok, this is what you're going to do---get on a bus to Downtown Disney. We don't have time to go here and there and everywhere. We'll do the same and meet you at Wolfgang Puck's. Heck, we might even be on the same bus! But, again, that would just be too smooth for our family and there's lots more that happens before we ever "find" each other. 
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