Once again, our Stitch wake up call was not needed. The kids woke us up at the butt crack of dawn to begin another day of fun in the parks. This day had been predicted to be the warmest of our trip (74, maybe??) so I asked the kids if they wanted to swim. Negative, ghost rider. They were ready to get their Disney groove on. We got ourselves presentable (it was very country-come-to-town, I am sure) and then we had breakfast in the good ole ASMu food court. Actually, I truly do like the vittles at this place. The breakfast was really good. My MIL got the Nasty-Cafe once again, and once again she hated it. She is a big time coffee drinker, as am I, and I knew it was going to be hard for her.
Ok, so we got to the park formerly known as MGM at 9:45am. We immediately got FPs for ToT, and using my son's and my MIL's, we also got FPs for RnR (shhh....we worked the system, because DS and MIL had no intention of setting foot on that ride, but please don't tell. We promose to say an extra rosary before bed tonight). We then went to see the Muppets show. Next up: Little mermaid. we used some Fps. Everyone was having fun...
All in all we enjoyed this day and this park. DH loved RnR and TOT. But it kind of felt like we were wandering aimlessly, even though I had a plan. Said plan was printed out and pasted carefully into my little travel sized notebook. But I never really looked at it and we just went with the flow. There wasn't much we were DYING to do, so it was all good this way.
Gratuitous (and ubiquitous) pic:
We had lunch at Pizza Planet. Not something I would recommend to anyone, but we lived through it without contracting food poisoning or botulism, so not terribly awful, either.
We all LovED the parade. This was back in the Stars and Motor Cars days... what fun this one was. I did have a scary moment though. My DS was on a huge Star Wars kick in those days (still is, actually), so when I saw Darth Vadar, I really wanted him to come slip my DS some skin. I started calling him:
"Hey Darthie, come over here and shake my kids hand! Hey darth - you neglected your own son, so don't neglect mine."
Well DH was like, "Honey, I don't think DV shakes the hands of little kids anyway -it doesn't fit his image. So pipe down and quit embrassing me."
He didn't say this last part, but I could see it in his eyes.
Ok, so DV begins SLOWLY walking in my direction with his finger pointed at me. When he got in front of me, he stood there for a full 30 seconds or so and just started me down. I had deoderant malfunction. Sweat was copiusly pouring out of my armpits. It really kind of freaked me out. I think he was trying to mentally choke me or whatever he does to the soldier dude on the Death Star in one of those movies. My MIL took a picture of it...
Everyone around me got a good laugh, but I had to cry myself to sleep that night. I'll never heckle a villain again.
Ok, we took in the Indy show and a few other things, and DS was really jonesing to see Cars. He was 5.5 and they were stll pretty new at that point. This was back when they still drove to their meet and greet, they didn't just park them in a garage and let you help yourself. So, we waited in line for A LONG TIME. Actually, everyone went and did Star Tours while I waited. Then they jined me and we waited some more. Finally, those slow poke cars got the lead out and joined their fans. Here is a pic:
DH actually got hollerad at by a CM for leanign on Mater like he is doing here. Bad boy. I was humiliated.
We had dinner soon after this - Prime Time , baby! Very good! My MIL did NOT like the CM's telling he rto eat her food. She does not like veggies, so she had quite a little pile on her plate (can't remember what she ordered) and of course along comes the waitress telling her to clean her plate! No veggies, no dessert! The waitress even tried to do the airplane feeding trick, but MIL was so embrassed and uncomfortable she cut her a break and ended it. DS was begging the waitress to feed him, so she did!
Next up was the best part of the day - FANTASMIC. Man, I love this show. Afrer it was over, I foretold the future. I said, to anyone who would listen, "I bet they quit doing this every night one of these days. It just has to be so pricey!"
I know have my own 900 number telling futures. Call me anytime, dahlin.