wrldpossibility
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Hello Gentle Reader,
Considering this is my first trip report, and I have read so many excellent ones over the past year and a half I spent planning this trip, I am a bit intimidated to give it a try. But Ill just start and you DISers will have to let me know how Im doing. Im writing this for my children, to put in their Disney scrapbooks, so Ill be using real names instead of cute nicknames. Frankly, its easier not to have go back and change them. Ill start, as all trip reports must, with a bit of backstory.
First me. Im a 30-year-old mom of three boys. I love having boys. Im definitely a boy mom. If youre hoping to find tips on how to get into CRT or Jasmines autograph in this trippie, you need to move on, because my boys are young enough to be phobic of all things princess. So no pics with Belle (my favorite) for Mommy on this trip. I have always loved Disneyland, which was 30 minutes from where I grew up, but had never seen WDW. I have English and EMT degrees, but only use the EMT right now. I dont work, but I am an active Search and Rescue EMT volunteer. We live in rural Southern Oregon, which means that in the last 2 months, I have been involved in two high profile searches involving childrena Crater Lake search involving a missing little boy, and the Kim search, which involved a whole little family. Then of course while we were gone, there was the big Mt. Hood search for the climbers. Its been frustrating and sad and draining, and a tough fall and winter for my home state. I really was ready for this escape from the sadness of the world for a while.
My husband is Charlie, and he turned 32 on this trip (stayed tuned for the part about our Gifts of a Lifetime Event we did for him!). He has a business degree and works in sales at Toyota. He is the kindest man youll ever meet. He remembers every name and face, is very friendly and outgoing, and everyone always likes him. Hes the kind who will mow the lawn of his elderly clients or send birthday cards to people he met once (yes, it can get annoying--just kidding, Im proud to be married to him). When I told him in Aug. 05 that I wanted to go to WDW, he felt we should save our money until the kids were older and would appreciate it more (which is code for the kids are still too much work at their ages). I slowly wore him down, because, as I stated, hes the nicest guy and usually gives me what I really want. What I really wanted was to go before my oldest was too old to enjoy the characters and parades, and while all three would enjoy some of the same things together. We pushed the trip back to Dec. 06, which was a good compromise.
Nate is our oldest. He is 7. He is sensitive and caring and a worrier. Hes always thinking of the next step throughout this trip and trying to figure out the game plan. Hes a planner like me. Hes hesitant sometimes, but also a first-born parent pleaser. He never gives us a moments trouble on this trip, truly.
Calvin is 5. Calvin can be an absolute joy or a huge challenge sometimes within minutes of each other. He is smart and thinks deeply, but is also stubborn and very quick to anger. Hes the type who will trip over a curb and get mad, kick the curb and hard as he can, and hurt his foot for days. But he also dreams about butterflies, and draws them whenever he can. He also loves to sing. Go figure. Hes an athlete and strong, but we discover on this trip that he gets cranky in crowds. He also gets cranky when hot or hungry. Calvin is high maintenance. We love him.
Tobias (Toby) turned 2 four days before this trip. He is used to traveling around (we travel quite a bit) and used to going along with the lives of his brothers. He is as obedient as a 2 yo can be, but active, active, active. If his feet are on the ground, he is running. If theyre not, hes asking to be put down. He walked more of WDW than strolled. Most the time, we were pushing the empty stroller just in the vain hope hell get in it. Toby has been slow to talk (has anyone else noticed thats a third child phenom?), but made great strides in WDW. Its been fun to watch. He loves his big brothers, and they love him. They are both very nurturing and caring of him. If it were legal, I could probably safely let them babysit!
We also invited along my parents on this trip. We travel a lot with them, and they usually pay. Now, we were in a position to be able to afford a nice vacation, so we wanted to give back. Ok, really, we wanted Grandma and Grandpa to come because they will help with the kids at every turn! They are in their mid-50s, active, and consider their grandchildren their hobby. They live 10 minutes from us, and spend tons of time with them. My mom, Julie, is a planner like me. Usually she is THE planner. We call it the HBIC in our family (Head Boss In Charge). Sometimes during a holiday or trip and youre less than thrilled with the leadership, you can exchange the Boss part for another b word. But this trip is my baby. So I get the HBIC title. Its both an honor and a curse. My dad, Jerry, is active on the brink of hyper. He has tons of energy. He loves Disneyland--he has a great story about being there for opening day as a child, and being turned away because they were at max capacity, and crying all the way home. Nice, feel-good story! I knew hed be excited for WDW (hed never been either).
My first challenge in planning this trip is when to go. No one in my family quite understands how important the time of year is. Charlie and I picked Dec. because Toby would be 2, and with our kids, they always seem to hit the terrible 2s at age 1, and are mostly over it by 2. So that was a plus. Also, our kids take a LONG time to sleep through the night regularly, and 2 seems to be the magic number for that too. But when we first broached the WDW idea to my parents, my dad wanted to go in summer. They are both teachers, so that made sense. But they both also hate heat and crowds. I tried to explain that both would be there in number. Then they wanted to go after Christmas, during break. Uh, more crowds, Dad. We finally compromised by going 1 week before Christmas break (my kids missed the last week of 2nd and K before the break and had no problems with teachers on that). That way the trip would flow into break, and my parents would miss less. My dad still couldnt get away from his job for a whole week, so he joined us on Day 4. My mom had all kinds of comp time, so she was able to come the whole time.
Then I proceeded to plan the whole trip. Its not that I didnt welcome help, but no one else seemed to get how many choices there were and how big Disney was. We had a family meeting and I talked for an hour while everyone else just stared. Everyone else was frozen in inaction. I spent countless hours on the DIS and TGM (yes, we are TGMers, and Ill review how I thought that went for us, too). I changed my mind on the resort four times (WL, then POR, then AKL, then back to POR). Because I knew it was hard for newbies to figure everything out, I used Dreams Unlimited. In hindsight, I did so much research I could have done most of it myself just fine, but my agent, Ann, was great and she did get me a Visa card discount right away for over $500. So I may have missed that. Anyway, bit by bit I settled on the resort, the DDP, and what day to do each park. I collected M&M tubes for quarters and pennies (pressed penny machines), autograph books, pins on Ebay so they could trade, lanyards, quart-sized zip locks, dollar store ponchos, made t-shirts, the whole enchilada. Every DIS trick I read I wrote into my planning notebook. Every pathway TGM described I mapped out. Did I mention I was a planner?
Then fall of 06 hit and I had lots of real life events that kept me very busy. School started, Search and Rescue was very busy, I had to prepare for Christmas ahead of time, and we had my dads and Tobys birthday right before the trip. Before I knew it, I was posting that I had only 1 month to go, 1 week to go, one day to go. Whoohoo!
Sunday Dec. 10th: Travel Day
Its finally here. Were all packed, the dog is at her dog sitters house for her vacation from us, were ready for Christmas when we return. I set the alarm for 4:15 am. The good part about leaving from a tiny rural airport is that there are only 2 gates, only one waiting area, and a short security line. You only have to be there about 45 minutes before your flight. The bad part is that you have to take a very early flight so you can connect at a bigger airport. That and little airports = expensive flights. Today were flying to Seattle, then to Orlando. I have put the kids to bed in the clothes they will wear today, so all I have to do is get myself ready, push Charlie awake (he is NOT a morning person, I am), and pile the kids in the car. My parents pull up (my dad volunteered to drive us to the airport at this hour so we wouldnt have to leave a car or call a cab remember, he has to work and join us a few days later) and were off.
The day is uneventful, which is just what you want on a travel day. We lug the Britax carseat through all three airports, even though Toby will not use it for the next 10 days (were putting our fate in the hands of Disney transportation). But he needs it on the airplanes to stay put, so its worth hauling it around. The flight to Seattle is 1 hour, then we have a 6 hour flight to Orlando. The kids were great. They are used to air travel, and weve brought a whole backpack of distractions. We also have our carry-on with pjs and swimsuits, and that infamous little quart-sized baggie with 3 oz. liquids we all have to figure out now. I truly cannot remember anything eventful about the flights, which is a good thing. This time last year, when Toby was 1, we flew to San Diego, had to circle the airport for some reason for an extra hour, and Toby and I spent most the time in the tiny bathroom, where I let him unroll toilet paper. Terrible yes, but I was desperate and trust me, the other passengers would rather have had no toilet paper than hear that kiddo scream to get out of his seat. Anyway, this trip was much better!
We arrived at MCO at 5 pm EST. So it really only felt like 2 pm to us. I am now officially the HBIC. This is my territory what I have planned for and studied. I lead my little family through the airport toward MEand immediately go downstairs on the wrong side of the main terminal. We see the ME buses dropping people off, but no ME desk. I know Ive messed up. My first mission, and Ive dragged my whole family (and the carseat were still lugging) down the wrong side. Back up the elevator we go, and down the correct side. Is it A or B? I still cant remember. We finally find the ME desk, and I feel overwhelmed and like a failure already. No one else cares. Theres no line, and I check us in. We get stamped and everything is settled. There are about 15 other people in the lines for the buses, and we only wait about 5 minutes before getting on ours (it is going to OKW, POFQ, and POR). We have our pick of seats, and happily sit down to watch the movie. The kids are thrilled with their first Disney bus ride. Toby is in heaven. No car seat! The adults are not so much in heaven because he is trying to bounce from seat to seat, crawl over the seats, and generally cause mayhem. It will turn out that it takes us the majority of the trip to teach him to stay seated on the buses. But hes a happy boy.
We arrive at POR by 6 and are the only people checking in. The kids sit down to watch the old Disney cartoons in the lobby (which they continue to love the whole trip they have never seen those older ones) and I check in. I have to immediately confuse the check in CM (and now you, the reader) because we have a confusing request. You see, because my dad is coming later, and my mom wanted to come now, we have our package for our family of 5, then their own package starting when my dad arrives. In the meantime, we have a room-only ressie for my mom (but in our name). We hope it can be an adjoining room, and that when their package starts, it can remain the SAME room. Does that makes sense? Amazingly, it did to the CM, and she had us all settled in minutes. (The only confusion was that the room-only ressie was in Charlies name with my moms name as secondary, so the poor CM kept referring to it as Julie and Charlies room, which made us crack a bunch of jokes about my husband and mother shacking up on vacation before HER husband arrives. Yes, we are twisted like that.) We are in Building 36, which is a hike to the Riverside Mill and pool, but we dont care much. We dont mind walking. I also didnt want to seem ungrateful after the CM helped with the room situation so much. We are adjoining and we are happy. I ask about my Garden Grocer order, and she doesnt have any idea what that company is. Hmm. But she checks, and its all there. Bell services will bring it to the room later. Perfect. We get my mom 2 day base tickets to hold her over until her package starts, and were off.
We go check out our rooms, which take a while for us to find. When we find them, were happy. (We are generally happy, easygoing people, and something has to be BAD for us to complain.) We have a pool view (we have paid for water view and I was kind of hoping it would be a river view), but it turns out great because the kids love having their own pool right outside the door. We are on the bottom floor. I was worried it would get noisy at night, but no one else every used the pool, that we could see or hear. We leave our carry-ons in the room and head to Riverside Mill for our first dinner (and first attempt using dining credits).
We got to RM about 7. It was uncrowned (this is a good trend). At our first attempt, we find it confusing to try to get all the elements of the DP CS meal for all of us, all at once. I am holding too many trays, asking the kids what they want, and trying to corral Toby, who is of course running. Come to think of it, where were my mom and Charlie? Hmm. Probably just peacefully getting their own meals. I quickly learned to have one adult and the kids go sit by the lego/coloring table at the back of RM while I get their meals, then trade and get the other meals. But I did not yet know about the wonderful lego table. So we stumble around and finally have all the CS meals settled. Calvin had a mini-meltdown at one point because he wanted a cheese quesadilla and it wasnt on the kid menu. I thought we had to stick to the kid menu. I learned that some places theyll let you order anything for the kids, and some wont. Luckily, RM would. He got his food he wanted, which he turned out not to like (too crispy). Nate got the mac and cheese, which was fine, and Toby shared. I got the vegetable sandwich, which was pretty bad (but the homemade chips were great). I wont order that again. I dont remember what my mom got, but Ill just do overviews of the meals here (I have a dining review up right now too). The kids and I are vegetarian, and the others eat meat, just FYI.
After dinner we returned to our room and our bags were there. A few minutes later, our Garden Grocer order was delivered. Unfortunately, not all of it, though. Bell services hadnt seen the additional bag we had in their fridge. I called, and it was brought immediately. Double tip for that guy, at least. Garden Grocer was great. We had bought cereal, milk, juice boxes, granola bars, yogurts, and goldfish. All used and saved us some $$ on breakfasts. Because our bags came so quickly, we could have skipped bringing the extra carry-on on the plane, but oh well! We changed into swimsuits and all went to Ol Man Island. Yes, from Oregon, the Florida night seemed very balmy. We were some of the only people at the pool. We had fun, and returned to the room by 9. My kids (and I) are early-to-bed, early-to-rise types (the kids are usually up by at least 6 at home), so the time change was working in our favor. (That would turn ugly when we went home, the kids are adjusted to EST, and get up at 3:30 am for 2 days in a row but thats everyday life report, not a trip report, and who wants to read that?) Still, we had gotten up at 4 Pacific time, and were beat from the travel day. The kids had a surprise waiting for them from Pluto (hes their favorite character and left a note in the door every morning of our trip). On this first night, he had left Mickey pajamas and their first note. (To picture it, all the notes were typed in Disney font on parchment paper and sealed with candle wax. They also had Plutos paw print for a siggie and Mickey head punch outs along the bottom. Very official-looking, if I do say so myself.) This is what he said:
Dear Nate, Calvin, and Toby,
I am so glad youre here! Welcome to Disney World! You are three of my favorite kids! Calvin, do you remember when I licked your face at Disneyland?! I hope you had fun seeing your hotel room, exploring Port Orleans, and eating some dinner! Now, I want to remind you of some rules here at my house:
1. Try new things! This means new foods, new rides, and new places!
2. Theres no whining or crying at Disney World! Say ok the first time!
3. Always stay near your family! You should be able to see your Mom, Dad, or grandparents ALL the time!
4. Spend your money carefully! There are lots of treats here, so wait to make sure something is what you REALLY want!
Ill be writing to you every day! I cant wait to see you. When you read your letter from me tomorrow, youll know exactly when that is!
Pluto
I should explain that the boys Christmas present from mom and dad was $100 each to spend at WDW. (Of course that does not include Santa.) Also, Calvin can be a wanderer, so wed drilled them with safety rulesthey also each wore a silicone bracelet with our cell phone # engraved on it. Here are the kids in our room with their new pjs:
We were all in bed by 10 (7 our time). My plan was to NOT race out to a park first thing in the morning in case the kids slept in due to the time change. Will it happen? Stay tuned
Up next, Chef Mickeys, our first monorail ride, and Epcot!
Considering this is my first trip report, and I have read so many excellent ones over the past year and a half I spent planning this trip, I am a bit intimidated to give it a try. But Ill just start and you DISers will have to let me know how Im doing. Im writing this for my children, to put in their Disney scrapbooks, so Ill be using real names instead of cute nicknames. Frankly, its easier not to have go back and change them. Ill start, as all trip reports must, with a bit of backstory.
First me. Im a 30-year-old mom of three boys. I love having boys. Im definitely a boy mom. If youre hoping to find tips on how to get into CRT or Jasmines autograph in this trippie, you need to move on, because my boys are young enough to be phobic of all things princess. So no pics with Belle (my favorite) for Mommy on this trip. I have always loved Disneyland, which was 30 minutes from where I grew up, but had never seen WDW. I have English and EMT degrees, but only use the EMT right now. I dont work, but I am an active Search and Rescue EMT volunteer. We live in rural Southern Oregon, which means that in the last 2 months, I have been involved in two high profile searches involving childrena Crater Lake search involving a missing little boy, and the Kim search, which involved a whole little family. Then of course while we were gone, there was the big Mt. Hood search for the climbers. Its been frustrating and sad and draining, and a tough fall and winter for my home state. I really was ready for this escape from the sadness of the world for a while.
My husband is Charlie, and he turned 32 on this trip (stayed tuned for the part about our Gifts of a Lifetime Event we did for him!). He has a business degree and works in sales at Toyota. He is the kindest man youll ever meet. He remembers every name and face, is very friendly and outgoing, and everyone always likes him. Hes the kind who will mow the lawn of his elderly clients or send birthday cards to people he met once (yes, it can get annoying--just kidding, Im proud to be married to him). When I told him in Aug. 05 that I wanted to go to WDW, he felt we should save our money until the kids were older and would appreciate it more (which is code for the kids are still too much work at their ages). I slowly wore him down, because, as I stated, hes the nicest guy and usually gives me what I really want. What I really wanted was to go before my oldest was too old to enjoy the characters and parades, and while all three would enjoy some of the same things together. We pushed the trip back to Dec. 06, which was a good compromise.
Nate is our oldest. He is 7. He is sensitive and caring and a worrier. Hes always thinking of the next step throughout this trip and trying to figure out the game plan. Hes a planner like me. Hes hesitant sometimes, but also a first-born parent pleaser. He never gives us a moments trouble on this trip, truly.
Calvin is 5. Calvin can be an absolute joy or a huge challenge sometimes within minutes of each other. He is smart and thinks deeply, but is also stubborn and very quick to anger. Hes the type who will trip over a curb and get mad, kick the curb and hard as he can, and hurt his foot for days. But he also dreams about butterflies, and draws them whenever he can. He also loves to sing. Go figure. Hes an athlete and strong, but we discover on this trip that he gets cranky in crowds. He also gets cranky when hot or hungry. Calvin is high maintenance. We love him.
Tobias (Toby) turned 2 four days before this trip. He is used to traveling around (we travel quite a bit) and used to going along with the lives of his brothers. He is as obedient as a 2 yo can be, but active, active, active. If his feet are on the ground, he is running. If theyre not, hes asking to be put down. He walked more of WDW than strolled. Most the time, we were pushing the empty stroller just in the vain hope hell get in it. Toby has been slow to talk (has anyone else noticed thats a third child phenom?), but made great strides in WDW. Its been fun to watch. He loves his big brothers, and they love him. They are both very nurturing and caring of him. If it were legal, I could probably safely let them babysit!
We also invited along my parents on this trip. We travel a lot with them, and they usually pay. Now, we were in a position to be able to afford a nice vacation, so we wanted to give back. Ok, really, we wanted Grandma and Grandpa to come because they will help with the kids at every turn! They are in their mid-50s, active, and consider their grandchildren their hobby. They live 10 minutes from us, and spend tons of time with them. My mom, Julie, is a planner like me. Usually she is THE planner. We call it the HBIC in our family (Head Boss In Charge). Sometimes during a holiday or trip and youre less than thrilled with the leadership, you can exchange the Boss part for another b word. But this trip is my baby. So I get the HBIC title. Its both an honor and a curse. My dad, Jerry, is active on the brink of hyper. He has tons of energy. He loves Disneyland--he has a great story about being there for opening day as a child, and being turned away because they were at max capacity, and crying all the way home. Nice, feel-good story! I knew hed be excited for WDW (hed never been either).
My first challenge in planning this trip is when to go. No one in my family quite understands how important the time of year is. Charlie and I picked Dec. because Toby would be 2, and with our kids, they always seem to hit the terrible 2s at age 1, and are mostly over it by 2. So that was a plus. Also, our kids take a LONG time to sleep through the night regularly, and 2 seems to be the magic number for that too. But when we first broached the WDW idea to my parents, my dad wanted to go in summer. They are both teachers, so that made sense. But they both also hate heat and crowds. I tried to explain that both would be there in number. Then they wanted to go after Christmas, during break. Uh, more crowds, Dad. We finally compromised by going 1 week before Christmas break (my kids missed the last week of 2nd and K before the break and had no problems with teachers on that). That way the trip would flow into break, and my parents would miss less. My dad still couldnt get away from his job for a whole week, so he joined us on Day 4. My mom had all kinds of comp time, so she was able to come the whole time.
Then I proceeded to plan the whole trip. Its not that I didnt welcome help, but no one else seemed to get how many choices there were and how big Disney was. We had a family meeting and I talked for an hour while everyone else just stared. Everyone else was frozen in inaction. I spent countless hours on the DIS and TGM (yes, we are TGMers, and Ill review how I thought that went for us, too). I changed my mind on the resort four times (WL, then POR, then AKL, then back to POR). Because I knew it was hard for newbies to figure everything out, I used Dreams Unlimited. In hindsight, I did so much research I could have done most of it myself just fine, but my agent, Ann, was great and she did get me a Visa card discount right away for over $500. So I may have missed that. Anyway, bit by bit I settled on the resort, the DDP, and what day to do each park. I collected M&M tubes for quarters and pennies (pressed penny machines), autograph books, pins on Ebay so they could trade, lanyards, quart-sized zip locks, dollar store ponchos, made t-shirts, the whole enchilada. Every DIS trick I read I wrote into my planning notebook. Every pathway TGM described I mapped out. Did I mention I was a planner?
Then fall of 06 hit and I had lots of real life events that kept me very busy. School started, Search and Rescue was very busy, I had to prepare for Christmas ahead of time, and we had my dads and Tobys birthday right before the trip. Before I knew it, I was posting that I had only 1 month to go, 1 week to go, one day to go. Whoohoo!
Sunday Dec. 10th: Travel Day
Its finally here. Were all packed, the dog is at her dog sitters house for her vacation from us, were ready for Christmas when we return. I set the alarm for 4:15 am. The good part about leaving from a tiny rural airport is that there are only 2 gates, only one waiting area, and a short security line. You only have to be there about 45 minutes before your flight. The bad part is that you have to take a very early flight so you can connect at a bigger airport. That and little airports = expensive flights. Today were flying to Seattle, then to Orlando. I have put the kids to bed in the clothes they will wear today, so all I have to do is get myself ready, push Charlie awake (he is NOT a morning person, I am), and pile the kids in the car. My parents pull up (my dad volunteered to drive us to the airport at this hour so we wouldnt have to leave a car or call a cab remember, he has to work and join us a few days later) and were off.
The day is uneventful, which is just what you want on a travel day. We lug the Britax carseat through all three airports, even though Toby will not use it for the next 10 days (were putting our fate in the hands of Disney transportation). But he needs it on the airplanes to stay put, so its worth hauling it around. The flight to Seattle is 1 hour, then we have a 6 hour flight to Orlando. The kids were great. They are used to air travel, and weve brought a whole backpack of distractions. We also have our carry-on with pjs and swimsuits, and that infamous little quart-sized baggie with 3 oz. liquids we all have to figure out now. I truly cannot remember anything eventful about the flights, which is a good thing. This time last year, when Toby was 1, we flew to San Diego, had to circle the airport for some reason for an extra hour, and Toby and I spent most the time in the tiny bathroom, where I let him unroll toilet paper. Terrible yes, but I was desperate and trust me, the other passengers would rather have had no toilet paper than hear that kiddo scream to get out of his seat. Anyway, this trip was much better!
We arrived at MCO at 5 pm EST. So it really only felt like 2 pm to us. I am now officially the HBIC. This is my territory what I have planned for and studied. I lead my little family through the airport toward MEand immediately go downstairs on the wrong side of the main terminal. We see the ME buses dropping people off, but no ME desk. I know Ive messed up. My first mission, and Ive dragged my whole family (and the carseat were still lugging) down the wrong side. Back up the elevator we go, and down the correct side. Is it A or B? I still cant remember. We finally find the ME desk, and I feel overwhelmed and like a failure already. No one else cares. Theres no line, and I check us in. We get stamped and everything is settled. There are about 15 other people in the lines for the buses, and we only wait about 5 minutes before getting on ours (it is going to OKW, POFQ, and POR). We have our pick of seats, and happily sit down to watch the movie. The kids are thrilled with their first Disney bus ride. Toby is in heaven. No car seat! The adults are not so much in heaven because he is trying to bounce from seat to seat, crawl over the seats, and generally cause mayhem. It will turn out that it takes us the majority of the trip to teach him to stay seated on the buses. But hes a happy boy.
We arrive at POR by 6 and are the only people checking in. The kids sit down to watch the old Disney cartoons in the lobby (which they continue to love the whole trip they have never seen those older ones) and I check in. I have to immediately confuse the check in CM (and now you, the reader) because we have a confusing request. You see, because my dad is coming later, and my mom wanted to come now, we have our package for our family of 5, then their own package starting when my dad arrives. In the meantime, we have a room-only ressie for my mom (but in our name). We hope it can be an adjoining room, and that when their package starts, it can remain the SAME room. Does that makes sense? Amazingly, it did to the CM, and she had us all settled in minutes. (The only confusion was that the room-only ressie was in Charlies name with my moms name as secondary, so the poor CM kept referring to it as Julie and Charlies room, which made us crack a bunch of jokes about my husband and mother shacking up on vacation before HER husband arrives. Yes, we are twisted like that.) We are in Building 36, which is a hike to the Riverside Mill and pool, but we dont care much. We dont mind walking. I also didnt want to seem ungrateful after the CM helped with the room situation so much. We are adjoining and we are happy. I ask about my Garden Grocer order, and she doesnt have any idea what that company is. Hmm. But she checks, and its all there. Bell services will bring it to the room later. Perfect. We get my mom 2 day base tickets to hold her over until her package starts, and were off.
We go check out our rooms, which take a while for us to find. When we find them, were happy. (We are generally happy, easygoing people, and something has to be BAD for us to complain.) We have a pool view (we have paid for water view and I was kind of hoping it would be a river view), but it turns out great because the kids love having their own pool right outside the door. We are on the bottom floor. I was worried it would get noisy at night, but no one else every used the pool, that we could see or hear. We leave our carry-ons in the room and head to Riverside Mill for our first dinner (and first attempt using dining credits).
We got to RM about 7. It was uncrowned (this is a good trend). At our first attempt, we find it confusing to try to get all the elements of the DP CS meal for all of us, all at once. I am holding too many trays, asking the kids what they want, and trying to corral Toby, who is of course running. Come to think of it, where were my mom and Charlie? Hmm. Probably just peacefully getting their own meals. I quickly learned to have one adult and the kids go sit by the lego/coloring table at the back of RM while I get their meals, then trade and get the other meals. But I did not yet know about the wonderful lego table. So we stumble around and finally have all the CS meals settled. Calvin had a mini-meltdown at one point because he wanted a cheese quesadilla and it wasnt on the kid menu. I thought we had to stick to the kid menu. I learned that some places theyll let you order anything for the kids, and some wont. Luckily, RM would. He got his food he wanted, which he turned out not to like (too crispy). Nate got the mac and cheese, which was fine, and Toby shared. I got the vegetable sandwich, which was pretty bad (but the homemade chips were great). I wont order that again. I dont remember what my mom got, but Ill just do overviews of the meals here (I have a dining review up right now too). The kids and I are vegetarian, and the others eat meat, just FYI.
After dinner we returned to our room and our bags were there. A few minutes later, our Garden Grocer order was delivered. Unfortunately, not all of it, though. Bell services hadnt seen the additional bag we had in their fridge. I called, and it was brought immediately. Double tip for that guy, at least. Garden Grocer was great. We had bought cereal, milk, juice boxes, granola bars, yogurts, and goldfish. All used and saved us some $$ on breakfasts. Because our bags came so quickly, we could have skipped bringing the extra carry-on on the plane, but oh well! We changed into swimsuits and all went to Ol Man Island. Yes, from Oregon, the Florida night seemed very balmy. We were some of the only people at the pool. We had fun, and returned to the room by 9. My kids (and I) are early-to-bed, early-to-rise types (the kids are usually up by at least 6 at home), so the time change was working in our favor. (That would turn ugly when we went home, the kids are adjusted to EST, and get up at 3:30 am for 2 days in a row but thats everyday life report, not a trip report, and who wants to read that?) Still, we had gotten up at 4 Pacific time, and were beat from the travel day. The kids had a surprise waiting for them from Pluto (hes their favorite character and left a note in the door every morning of our trip). On this first night, he had left Mickey pajamas and their first note. (To picture it, all the notes were typed in Disney font on parchment paper and sealed with candle wax. They also had Plutos paw print for a siggie and Mickey head punch outs along the bottom. Very official-looking, if I do say so myself.) This is what he said:
Dear Nate, Calvin, and Toby,
I am so glad youre here! Welcome to Disney World! You are three of my favorite kids! Calvin, do you remember when I licked your face at Disneyland?! I hope you had fun seeing your hotel room, exploring Port Orleans, and eating some dinner! Now, I want to remind you of some rules here at my house:
1. Try new things! This means new foods, new rides, and new places!
2. Theres no whining or crying at Disney World! Say ok the first time!
3. Always stay near your family! You should be able to see your Mom, Dad, or grandparents ALL the time!
4. Spend your money carefully! There are lots of treats here, so wait to make sure something is what you REALLY want!
Ill be writing to you every day! I cant wait to see you. When you read your letter from me tomorrow, youll know exactly when that is!
Pluto
I should explain that the boys Christmas present from mom and dad was $100 each to spend at WDW. (Of course that does not include Santa.) Also, Calvin can be a wanderer, so wed drilled them with safety rulesthey also each wore a silicone bracelet with our cell phone # engraved on it. Here are the kids in our room with their new pjs:

We were all in bed by 10 (7 our time). My plan was to NOT race out to a park first thing in the morning in case the kids slept in due to the time change. Will it happen? Stay tuned
Up next, Chef Mickeys, our first monorail ride, and Epcot!