Guess what guys . . .
Today . . .
Sophia . . .
Went . . .
Down . . .
The . . .
Slide!
This is a BIG deal. When I tried to get her to go down, and reminded her she went down the slide on the ship, she said "yes, but Savannah (Kim's DD) isn't here to help me go down" - then I bribed her with another game of miniature golf, and got her to go down.
Needless to say, that was the beginning of the end, and now I can just watch her go down the slide all day, knowing that all that climbing will make her sleep good at night. And of course, my darling daughter has made friends while here with other kids.
And, even though she will hide before she plays a public game, nominated her dad for a pool game with the DJ. Just to let you know, I had to dive into a pool and make my way to the other side while wearing a Florida Gators jersey (got that Vanessa?) with two play balls stuffed inside, and relay to a partner who then had to stuff three balls inside (I think you get the picture). No pictures though . . . Amy had already gone back to the room for a siesta!
(Yeah I am breaking my rules on internet while here - must be the DISease)
Thank goodness everyone here understands thinking about disney frequently!
Ummm.....yes mom....I'm sure I can find anything you'd want to watch. 
I gave her the DIS web address. Did I buy a stamp? Of course and an image of it will probably show up in your mailbox someday (as well as the mailbox of others on this thread....as it is cruise related).
Once again, I know you are all jealous of the non stop excitement of my life, so I make sure you get the gory details so you can live vicariously through me....make sure you are in bed when you start this so when boredom sets in you can just call asleep where you lay...
But no, DS8 (almost 9) really wanted to go to a local clothing store called "Kids Planet". All the kids at school shop there and he's at that age that he has a very clear opinion. So there we were, *********** and Billabong...the prices killed me but what could I do...he wants to be like all the other kids at school. My mom never gave me the freedom to pick out my clothes, she bought everything for me at Lord and Taylor and Saks. While I may have looked like I was out of the finest catalog, I didn't "look" like the other kids in my fancy clothes and was picked on, so I'm perhaps hypersensitve on this issue. To this day when I question her and remind her how the kids made fun of me, she responds with "I know, but you looked so nice to me." Oh well! With DS's blond hair, and these new clothes, he looks like a "skate" kid, but shhhh, he has no coordination on a skateboard....at least he has the look........trying to be a good mom, within reason. (Trying is the key word)
. Wow was it special, and really made up for the fact that it was only 35 degrees and we; DM, niece and I, were away from family at christmas. I haven't gone back since, as our trips have fallen over times when it wasn't him reading.
No wait.....I want Alan Rickman or Patrick Stewart.....love those voices!
