Is Grandma a Princess or a Pirate? UPDATE 9/28! The Last Suppah! PICS!! Pg. 69!

[OregonDisneyFanatic]

I said CALL ME! With that thing called the PHONE!



She laughed at me.

What is a phone

 

[Marshay]

for you today...sorry to hear Jon's appt didn't go well.

 

[jillybeene71]

subbing

 

[debsters41]

Hi Jen and Jon, allow me to re-introduce myself; I was a lurker on your dual trip report last year and now that I have found you again I promise to be an avid lurker again!

I am really looking forward to hearing about your trip and especially look forward to the pictures! I hope you all had a magical time!

 

[puggymom]

Hi Jen I 'm finally here and can't wait to read another of your trippies (and thnaks for the links on page 1 )

 

[Goofyluver]

for you today...sorry to hear Jon's appt didn't go well.

Thanks. And I hope you're doing well!

subbing

Welcome!

Hi Jen and Jon, allow me to re-introduce myself; I was a lurker on your dual trip report last year and now that I have found you again I promise to be an avid lurker again!

I am really looking forward to hearing about your trip and especially look forward to the pictures! I hope you all had a magical time!

And a formal welcome to you!

Hi Jen I 'm finally here and can't wait to read another of your trippies (and thnaks for the links on page 1 )

I try Mo!

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Update coming tomorrow. I have more pressing matters tonight...I'm going to go see Sex and the City.

See ya'll tomorrow!

 

[princessjv]

Jen-

Enjoy Sex in the City tonight. But onward girl.

Tell me where did you come from? You've got a motha who doesn't believe in the dream?

FISH! Rocks! I have used that philosophy often. First saw it a good 15 years ago or so... You are point on that it is a way of life. Funny you wrote about it. I seriously was just talking about it a few days ago at a scrapbooking retreat.

You rock! Come back and unveil the happenings.

 

[Muffinygood]

Dude. I'm just saying.....



MEL

 

[Goofyluver]

The day of the reveal was Jon’s 6th grade graduation. And I was a wreck. A total blubbering mess. Jon kept throwing glances at me with a look of both worry and wonderment. And I think a little hope. Hope that his mother wouldn’t be “THE” mother who made a dang fool out of herself by sobbing too loudly in front of all of the other soulless mothers. You know those mothers. Bribery is a foreign concept and they are totally immune to “the pouty lip face.” Whatever. They have hearts of stone.

The graduation ceremony was beautiful! They had each parent escort their child to his/her seat for the ceremony. As we’re standing to walk into the gym, I look up the line in front of us. All the little girls had their hands wrapped in their dads’ hands. I whisper to Jon…”Hey, give me your hand.” He gives me a look that clearly says, “Drop dead lady.” I try to grab his hand and the struggle ensues. We’re battling back and forth for control of his arm…and clearly…he’s not too keen on revealing the fact that he loves his mother. The one who gave birth to him and wiped his nasty butt. Short of knocking him up the backside of the head…I lean over to him and hissssper in my nicest mean voice ever: “Give me your hand or I will pick you up and carry you in like you’re a baby.” Jon’s head snaps to look at me to gauge my seriousness. He must have realized the gravity of the situation because he thrust out his arm so I could grab it. And onward we walked into the abyss…also known as a gym full of stinky cow farmers and their too-perfumed wives.

Jon receives his diploma…and I have to keep taking tissues from some stranger behind me. I take one…then another…then I just tell her to give me five. The kicker was the slide show at the end of the ceremony. Set to 12 minutes of sappy music. With pictures of all of our children’s happy faces. Okay…their children’s happy faces. My kid looked like he always does on camera…as if he has bad gas. But cute none the same.

The ceremony ends and the children file out of the gym…and I stifle the urge to yell out as Jon walks by: “My baaaabyyyy!” He keeps his head down…because he knows his momma. Heh heh.

We take all of the obligatory last day photos and leave the elementary school. For the last time. *hiccup*sniff*snort*

Jon’s friend crashed the party. I mean…he came home with us to spend the night. I allowed it to show off what a great mother I was by getting my kid a trip to Disney for his graduation present.

We were supposed to go out to lunch with the family after the ceremony, where the reveal would take place. But true to my family, things didn’t work out like that. Sorta like my brother’s wedding…and my wedding…but those are other stories.

So, I decided to make the reveal at home. Right there. And then. In front of the poor deprived friend. Heh heh.

I had a wonderful DISser send Jonathon and Lexie a Fairy Godmother mailing…which is just a better name for a post card welcoming them to WDW. I had placed the post card into a gift bag with a balloon. Or I had made it look as grand as possible.

I called Jon into the living room from his room. He had been playing his favorite game on the Play Station…Guitar Hero. And he rocks. Or so he says. After I call him to the living room, I hear this from his room: “Whaaaat? I’m busy.”

Doesn’t this brat know I’m about to bestow eternal happiness upon him ?

I reply in my nice voice: “Get in here RIGHT NOW!”

Jon shuffles in like he’s leading a death march.

I direct him to sit in front of me on the floor so that I can bestow gifts upon him. And he reluctantly sits. I don’t know why he would be nervous. It’s not like I’ve ever given him anything to be fearful of…well, there was that one time where I drove him naked across town when he wouldn’t get dressed for soccer practice…but I digress…

Here is Jon walking into the living room. The reason I show this picture is because it has my motha with her poodle. The poodle (Molly) that screams “Mooomma” when my motha leaves the room. And no, I’m not kidding. Only my motha would have a freakin’ talking dog. Only a Jewish motha could guilt her dog as well as her children.

So, I thrust the gift at Jon and sit back and wait for the excitement to begin. Here it comes people…

And he’s reading. Here it COMES!!!

And he’s reading…IT’S COMING!

And then he stops. And looks at me. And says this:

“Mom…what does W-D-W stand for?”

And all of a sudden I’m disappointed. Haven’t I taught him anything???

But, then…all on his own…the dawn breaks. And he realizes…

Score. I’m the best momma in town.

Then…I look around. And the friend had stayed in Jon’s room to continue rocking out on Guitar Hero. I think my mean voice and yell had made him stay put. And he hadn’t seen the reveal when I became the best and coolest mom in the world. So, I quick told Jon to go brag to his friend. Cuz I’m nice like that.

Up Next: Sickness, Head Injuries, and the Pearly Gates!

 

[jcc0621]

EDITED TO SAY I'M FIRST

I whisper to Jon…”Hey, give me your hand.” He gives me a look that clearly says, “Drop dead lady.” I try to grab his hand and the struggle ensues. We’re battling back and forth for control of his arm…and clearly…he’s not too keen on revealing the fact that he loves his mother. The one who gave birth to him and wiped his nasty butt. Short of knocking him up the backside of the head…I lean over to him and hissssper in my nicest mean voice ever: “Give me your hand or I will pick you up and carry you in like you’re a baby.” Jon’s head snaps to look at me to gauge my seriousness. He must have realized the gravity of the situation because he thrust out his arm so I could grab it. And onward we walked into the abyss…also known as a gym full of stinky cow farmers and their too-perfumed wives.

The carrying like a baby threat still works at that age too..Good to know

So, I decided to make the reveal at home. Right there. And then. In front of the poor deprived friend. Heh heh.

And he’s reading. Here it COMES!!!

And he’s reading…IT’S COMING!

And then he stops. And looks at me. And says this:

“Mom…what does W-D-W stand for?”

And all of a sudden I’m disappointed. Haven’t I taught him anything???

But, then…all on his own…the dawn breaks. And he realizes…

Score. I’m the best momma in town.

Up Next: Travel Through the Pearly Gates!

IT has begun. Can't wait to read the rest!

 

[OregonDisneyFanatic]

Jon is so cute Love the pictures! More more. we NEED more

You're not working get on it

 

[DisneyJo]

OMG Jen that was hilarious

 

[puggymom]

That was great!!!!!

Jon is lucky to have you!

 

[2ScottishPrincesses]

That was was SO funny Jen..."You're going to Disney and you'll be bloody well over the moon about it whether you like it or not ". Why do these little scenarios never play out the way we see them in our heads

You have just made me intensley aware of how mortified Becci is going to be in a couple of weeks. We don't have a lovely graduation ceremony when the kids leave primary school but there will be the final assembly and put it this way I can cry at commercials if I'm in THAT frame of mind .

BTW your mum's poodle totally creeps me out....please say you were joking that it talks

 

[Muffinygood]

Dude. That poodle is freaky.




mel

 

[PrincessV]

I whisper to Jon…”Hey, give me your hand.” He gives me a look that clearly says, “Drop dead lady.” I try to grab his hand and the struggle ensues. We’re battling back and forth for control of his arm…and clearly…he’s not too keen on revealing the fact that he loves his mother. The one who gave birth to him and wiped his nasty butt. Short of knocking him up the backside of the head…I lean over to him and hissssper in my nicest mean voice ever: “Give me your hand or I will pick you up and carry you in like you’re a baby.” Jon’s head snaps to look at me to gauge my seriousness. He must have realized the gravity of the situation because he thrust out his arm so I could grab it. And onward we walked into the abyss…also known as a gym full of stinky cow farmers and their too-perfumed wives.

OMG, this is one of the best event desciropitons I've ever read! EVER!

Only a Jewish motha could guilt her dog as well as her children.

Okay, now you're scaring me - you should see my mother and the-cat-formerly-known-as-MINE!




WAIT... is this a smile I see?!

Wooo hooo! What an awseome reveal!

 

[cherbear]

Call me and I'll let you know! It was not a nice day...

I uploaded all the way to day 3 today...so if I can get my booty in gear, it should be soon-ISH!

It's not off topic! I brought it up!

We also do things at my school with our kids. Every Friday is "Fishy Friday" and the kids all have t-shirts with fish on them. We teach them all the FISH! Philosophy and they earn daily character points. Once a month, we have a character assembly where the classroom with the most character points earns a prize. Very fun!

sorry girl!

sweet!

well, I went off on a tangent. hehe

How cute is that!!

I said CALL ME! With that thing called the PHONE!

She laughed at me.

I think she just wanted to use the smilie with the giant EAR!

Hi Jen and Jon, allow me to re-introduce myself; I was a lurker on your dual trip report last year and now that I have found you again I promise to be an avid lurker again!

I am really looking forward to hearing about your trip and especially look forward to the pictures! I hope you all had a magical time!

You're not a very AVID LURKER if you are posting...

Thanks. And I hope you're doing well!

Welcome!

And a formal welcome to you!

I try Mo!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Update coming tomorrow. I have more pressing matters tonight...I'm going to go see Sex and the City.

See ya'll tomorrow!

what did you think of the movie?

The day of the reveal was Jon’s 6th grade graduation. And I was a wreck. A total blubbering mess. Jon kept throwing glances at me with a look of both worry and wonderment. And I think a little hope. Hope that his mother wouldn’t be “THE” mother who made a dang fool out of herself by sobbing too loudly in front of all of the other soulless mothers. You know those mothers. Bribery is a foreign concept and they are totally immune to “the pouty lip face.” Whatever. They have hearts of stone.

The graduation ceremony was beautiful! They had each parent escort their child to his/her seat for the ceremony. As we’re standing to walk into the gym, I look up the line in front of us. All the little girls had their hands wrapped in their dads’ hands. I whisper to Jon…”Hey, give me your hand.” He gives me a look that clearly says, “Drop dead lady.” I try to grab his hand and the struggle ensues. We’re battling back and forth for control of his arm…and clearly…he’s not too keen on revealing the fact that he loves his mother. The one who gave birth to him and wiped his nasty butt. Short of knocking him up the backside of the head…I lean over to him and hissssper in my nicest mean voice ever: “Give me your hand or I will pick you up and carry you in like you’re a baby.” Jon’s head snaps to look at me to gauge my seriousness. He must have realized the gravity of the situation because he thrust out his arm so I could grab it. And onward we walked into the abyss…also known as a gym full of stinky cow farmers and their too-perfumed wives.

Jon receives his diploma…and I have to keep taking tissues from some stranger behind me. I take one…then another…then I just tell her to give me five. The kicker was the slide show at the end of the ceremony. Set to 12 minutes of sappy music. With pictures of all of our children’s happy faces. Okay…their children’s happy faces. My kid looked like he always does on camera…as if he has bad gas. But cute none the same.

The ceremony ends and the children file out of the gym…and I stifle the urge to yell out as Jon walks by: “My baaaabyyyy!” He keeps his head down…because he knows his momma. Heh heh.

We take all of the obligatory last day photos and leave the elementary school. For the last time. *hiccup*sniff*snort*

Jon’s friend crashed the party. I mean…he came home with us to spend the night. I allowed it to show off what a great mother I was by getting my kid a trip to Disney for his graduation present.

We were supposed to go out to lunch with the family after the ceremony, where the reveal would take place. But true to my family, things didn’t work out like that. Sorta like my brother’s wedding…and my wedding…but those are other stories.

So, I decided to make the reveal at home. Right there. And then. In front of the poor deprived friend. Heh heh.

I had a wonderful DISser send Jonathon and Lexie a Fairy Godmother mailing…which is just a better name for a post card welcoming them to WDW. I had placed the post card into a gift bag with a balloon. Or I had made it look as grand as possible.

I called Jon into the living room from his room. He had been playing his favorite game on the Play Station…Guitar Hero. And he rocks. Or so he says. After I call him to the living room, I hear this from his room: “Whaaaat? I’m busy.”

Doesn’t this brat know I’m about to bestow eternal happiness upon him ?

I reply in my nice voice: “Get in here RIGHT NOW!”

Jon shuffles in like he’s leading a death march.

I direct him to sit in front of me on the floor so that I can bestow gifts upon him. And he reluctantly sits. I don’t know why he would be nervous. It’s not like I’ve ever given him anything to be fearful of…well, there was that one time where I drove him naked across town when he wouldn’t get dressed for soccer practice…but I digress…

Here is Jon walking into the living room. The reason I show this picture is because it has my motha with her poodle. The poodle (Molly) that screams “Mooomma” when my motha leaves the room. And no, I’m not kidding. Only my motha would have a freakin’ talking dog. Only a Jewish motha could guilt her dog as well as her children.


So, I thrust the gift at Jon and sit back and wait for the excitement to begin. Here it comes people…

And he’s reading. Here it COMES!!!

And he’s reading…IT’S COMING!

And then he stops. And looks at me. And says this:

“Mom…what does W-D-W stand for?”

And all of a sudden I’m disappointed. Haven’t I taught him anything???

But, then…all on his own…the dawn breaks. And he realizes…

Score. I’m the best momma in town.

Then…I look around. And the friend had stayed in Jon’s room to continue rocking out on Guitar Hero. I think my mean voice and yell had made him stay put. And he hadn’t seen the reveal when I became the best and coolest mom in the world. So, I quick told Jon to go brag to his friend. Cuz I’m nice like that.

Up Next: Travel Through the Pearly Gates!

I LOVE how you made him hold your hand!

I'm sure Jon was VERY excited...it just took him a minute!

you totally ARE the best momma in town! I never got a gift like that!

Can't wait for more!

 

[KatGarcia]

That was hilarious! Great reveal!!!! More please...

 

[sharkB8HooHaHa]

What is it with Guitar Hero??? Doesn't that kid know he missed the reveal? He missed witnessing the very coolness that is Jen? All for a game? Crazy kid.

Love the pictures. Jon looks super happy

 

[princessjv]

Your motha had a talking pup?

The reveal was great. Love the rub it in and brag stuff.

What is WDW? What are you teaching Jon? Guitar hero?

Bring it on baby. Looking forward to your dealings with Motha.