So to refresh your memory, our merry little band is standing outside of HM and all eyes are on me as to what should we do next. Does DS want to try Splash? He is thinking about it and then DH says I am not sure if I want to do Splash.

In his version he is really concerned because so far except for the mean mama moment we have had a perfect Disney day. Walt Disney, the Magic Kingdom and I, his wife, have amazed him and we are having a wonderful time.

He is afraid that DS will freak out on the drop and than will end Our Perfect Day
also DS is wearing a swimsuit and I am wearing one under my clothes (I hate wet underwear!

But I will cheerfully hang out in a wet swimsuit all day) but he is wearing cotton and he is afraid to get wet. Remember, the Southern Belle thing
here it is. He rejected my idea of swim trunks (with a t shirt) as inappropriate. He really doesnt like being uncomfortable. He is more a Poly concierge kind of guy than a Fort Wilderness if ya know what I mean.
So we are standing there glowing in the heat, I declare...... when suddenly my jedi training kicks in. It is almost as I can see a holographic-y image of Obi Bob saying Tom Sawyer Island is a getaway within the park
a perfect shady place to regroup
So off we go to take a raft to Tom Sawyer Island. I havent actually been here before because you see it is a glorified playground. Maybe one reason I like ol Bob and his UG so much is that his core philosophy about WDW is much like my parents
. Spend your precious time doing the things that Disney excels at and skip the stuff you can do elsewhere. Now if you have enough time, then do it all! but who ever has enough time?
Tom Sawyer Island was a great retreat- especially if you are staying off site (like in Tampa).

DS did explore. We did sit in the shade. Nabs were consumed. The best part was we had to wait at the dock a longish time for our return trip. And at the dock was a checker board on a barrel. DS had just learned how to play checkers so we whiled away the time happily. For the record DS won and I wasnt letting him. I told you he was smart.
Again my jedi training kicks in and when we get back from Mr. Twains idyll we head to the Diamond Horseshoe Saloon.
Up next: Guess who is in the Revue?