I last left you with Jon bragging to his friend about what a cool mom he has. Im his mom, by the way.

The same mom who gave him a trip to the World for his 6th grade graduation. And Im cool like that. Ignore the twelve year old raising and flailing his hand about in the background
who gets embarrassed when I shake what my mama gave me in the middle of Wal-mart or as I drive down I-40. He also gets embarrassed when I use VERY cool words like: dude, whatev, sweet, bro
.Im down. He just dont know it. Apparently, sweet dudes over the age of 15 aint suppos to use words like that bro. Whatev.
Jon wakes up the day after the reveal, Saturday, May 24th with a look in his eye.
What look you may ask?
An IM SO EXCITED I COULD PEE look?
Nope.
An I JUST GRADUATED FROM 6TH GRADE AND IM AWESOME look?
Nope.
An I HAVE SUCH A COOOOOOL MOM look?
Nope.
It was an IM SICK AS A DOG look.
Uh-oh.
This was not in the plan. And we cant deviate from the plan.
We were supposed to get up this morning and drive to my mothers house in Albuquerque
3 ½ hours away from our home
and where we would fly out from to the Happiest Place on Earth in t-minus 48 hours.
I quick threw Jon in the shower and told him to wash off the stink.
I quick drove Jons friend home and made him jump from the moving car.
And we were off.
To the doctor.
On a Saturday.
2 days before we were flying on a PLANE!
We walk in the Saturday clinic and I let the lady in the front office know I aint playin. I
I mean Jon
needs drugs and he needs them now.
We actually get back to the room rather quickly. The doc walks in and this is what I say:
Hi. Nice to meet you. Im the coolest mom in the world. I just gave my boy a trip to Disney for his 6th grade graduation. Yes, yes, stop the applause.

Im just cool like that bro. And we fly out in less than 48 hours. And he has a sinus infection. Examine him if you like
but I know whats wrong. We need 500 mgs 3 times a day of Amoxicillin. Stat. Thanks sweet dude.
The doctor quick looks over Jon with a fine-tooth comb. She comes up for air about 10 seconds later and says:
Hmmmmm
my very complicated and educated diagnosis is that Jon here has a sinus infection and we need to start him on 500 mgs of Amoxicillin 3 times a day ASAP so you can fly out without his head exploding at 34,000 feet in less than 2 days.
Seeeee
told ya, I said.
We quick picked up Jons script and headed outta town. To my mothas. So I could prep myself for her presence before being locked in the small state of Florida with her with nowhere to escape to.
When we got to Albuquerque Saturday afternoon, I gave Lexie her Fairy Godmailing inviting her to WDW. Although
Lexie had pretty much already guessed that we were going to WDW weeks before. So, all she said was:
Seeeee
told ya!
Pfffft.
We spent the rest of Saturday and Sunday relaxing. So Jon could be allllll better for our trip on Monday.
I knocked Jonathon out at about 8:00 on Sunday night and I tried to get to bed early. I really did. But I had the Disneywiggle with a side of Disneybelly. I think I finally met zzzzzzzs at about midnight. And we had to be up at 4 AM.
Monday, May 26th
3:00 AM
BAAAAAMMMMM! THUUUUUUUMP!
Me: Mmmmmmm
wha du heck wuz dat?
Jon: owwwWWWWWWWEEEEEEEE!
I quick jump outta bed. Jon is lying on the floor on the other side of the room. He has fallen out of bed and hit his head on the pointy corner of the side table on his way down. Only my kid. He cant make a basket
but he can smack his head on the side table
in the dark
while falling
Hes grabbing his head. A lump has already formed on the back of his head.
Jon
are you okay baby?
Yup. But, Im tired.
He quick gets up and gets back in bed.
Soooooo many thoughts were running through my head.

What if he has a head injury? A concussion? Should I take him to the hospital? If Im going to
we need to go now
before the plane ride. Wait
what about the plane? What if hes bleeding internally and his head explodes in route? Should I let him sleep? Dont they say swelling on the outside is better than swelling on the inside? What if he broke his skull????? AAAAAAAUUUUGH!!!!
So, I do what I do best
and I hover over him.
I keep flicking on the light and feeling his lump.
He keeps opening one eye and telling me to leave him alone.
The lump is definitely growing. I think its now the size of a toddler. Ok
so it wasnt growing. But, it totally could have.
I didnt go back to sleep in case his head exploded while my eyes were closed.
4:00 AM rolls around and I decide to get up and shower. I was going to let Jon sleep off his very bad head injury and concussion while I got ready. I tiptoe outta the room
towards the bathroom
AND
Oh crap. I forgot my clothes. I turn around to go back to the room and
AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGHHHHHH!
Its Jon
right in my face
and I hadnt heard him.
Hes up too. I quick ask him to recite his name, address, phone number, age, and tell me the answer to 12 times 42. I dont know the answer
and neither does he
so if he gives me an answer
he definitely definitely has a head injury. He tells me to go fly a kite and leave him alone.
We get ready lickety split. Jon tells me to stop messing with his lump. Its tender, but its not huge and he seems to be okay.
We leave the house by 5:15
in two cars. Because we packed so much luggage we cant fit it and us all in one car.
We stop by my brothers house to pick up Lexie. And were at the airport by 6:00.
Heres the kidlets in Albuquerque. Notice the large lump on the back of Jons head. You cant see it???

Oh
shucks
Our plane takes off at 7:45. This is Lexies first time on a plane. As were lifting off, I hear this from her seat in front of us:
BLAAAAAST OFFFFF!
Heres the little princess on her first plane ride.
And outside the window
We land in Houston at 11:00. Jons head did not explode
in case you were wondering.
We grab lunch and wait for our next plane at 1:15.
Heres the kidlets waiting in Houston
We take off on time. Score.
Just over 2 hours later
at 4:30 PM local time
we land at DISNEY WOILD
as Lexie says.

Jons head still didnt explode.
And my mother starts
as were disembarking the plane
So, ummmm
how do we make sure we get our luggage? Because
I need my clothes. And so does Lexie. How do you know this really works? Because if they lose our clothes youre paying for it. I totaled up all of my possessions in my 100 pounds of suitcases and it comes to $14,872. Just for your information. I will charge you interest of 1600 percent.
And Im not kidding about her luggage. When we were checking our luggage in Albuquerque, she hoisted her bags up onto the scale and they came out at 50.7 and 47 pounds respectively. The Continental lady told her not to buy anything while in Florida.
We head straight to ME
all the while my mother nagging me right in my ear.
I am through ME in about 20 minutes.
I quick run and grab Jon, Lexie, and the motha. Were on the red carpet and were directed to the SSR line.
Only
wait
where are the 50 people in line in front of us
like at ASMusic???
Theres no one. Just us.
Hmmmmm
rich people have it guuuuud.
We walk straight through the line
and the craziest thing happens
The CM leads us straight to a bus.
Rich people have it reeeeeaaaal guuuuud.
Within 15 minutes
were off.
And my motha still wont leave me alone.
You just remember
. wahwahwahwahwahwah$14,872wahwahwahwahyourefaultwahwahwahwahwahwahwahIllhateyouforeverwahwahwahwahwahwahIcantbelieveIgavebirthtoanidiotlikeyou
...
I told her to fake a smile and not think about her future lawsuit against me.
Sooner
rather than later
this is what we see
Up Next: Lost Losers and The Motha Is The Loudest One Of All!!!