Chapter 10: Another Shining Example of Parenting Gone Bad.....
Day 3. Monday. HHBGs phone alarm goes off at 7am. I slept poorly again the night before, so I groan and roll over. HHBG knows I have not been sleeping well and tells me he will go get breakfast and get the kids up while I veg in bed a little longer. Hes so sexy.
After I remind him we bought the kids breakfast food and not to get them too much, HHBG runs down to Roaring fork with the refillable mugs. He comes back with Fruit salad for the kids, a cinnamon roll for himself and a banana for me.....and my much needed morning coke.....ahhhh.....manna from heaven.....coke.....(Insert Homer Simpson like drooling here). We set the kids up with their pop tarts and pull out yesterdays unfinished chocolate milks and apple juices.
Soon, it is getting late. HHBG gets the kids dressed and ready while I take a shower and get ready. This is where our first problem of the day starts. HHBG decides to let the kids put on their own sunblock UNSUPERVISED. I have no idea what he was doing while they put on their sunblock, as I was in trhe shower, but I came out and Brianna came to show me that she had dome her own sunblock....and she was OUT. Yes, she had used the entire travel-sized tube of sunblock. Spencer came over, and he too, had used his entire tube. I had little grease babies. It was in their hair. It was EVERYWHERE. They looked like butter basted butterball turkeys ready for the oven. Briannas hair was SLICKED back, as she had brushed in the sunblock. Spencer had a spikey hair do. It was BAD.
I tried quickly to get them to strip down and take a quick shower to get off the sunblock, btu HHBG had told them that as soon as I was dressed, we were going, so they threw FITS over this suggestion. Not wanting to deal with the hissy fits that early in the morning, and exhausted myself, I decided to be stupid, and just wiped them down as best I could with a wet washcloth and then some Ponds make-up wipes.
Well, I finished getting ready, threw on the CARGOES OF HOLDING +1 and another Disney-themed shirt, and we were off. We rushed off to catch the bus. Spencer was so excited, though, that he rran into an upright. You know, those columns that hold up the roof on the walkway? Apparently, he couldnt see it.
We caught the bus to Epcot, and not 5 minutes after we get going, Brianna is crying that the sunblock is in her eyes. Its on her hands, too, so when she rubs them she gets more in her eyes. I practically had to restrain her to keep her from rubbign in more sunblock. She refused to listen to me that she was makign it worse and not better. I was wiping her face and hands with wet wipes, but there was so much in her HAIR, it was getting into her eyes from her bangs.
Some bus pics:
The instant we got to Epcot, we hightailed it to the bathrooms. I wanted to put her head under the water, but she said it was too cold. I tried to make her, but it was like a cat in a bath. I could NOT get her under the tap, and I was afraid all of her screaming was going to draw security and CPS. We finally compromised with some wet paper towels. I wiped and wiped and wiped at her head to get everything off. I made her wash her hands, too. When we came out of the bathroom, she was fine, though her eyes were still red.
Outside the bathrooms (which, by the way Jordan, were very clean and quiet...just sayin)
Walkign to the gates. Soo cute.
Someone ruined the cute. We should have left....
Because of this little incident we, again, just missed rope drop. Well, we still rushed off to Soarin. By the time we got there, the line was already up to 30 minutes, but we didnt care, we got in line. Brianna was TICKED we were draggign her along when she wanted to buy something, and let her displeasure be known. She really decided to use her eyes as an excuse to make everyone around her miserable.
HHBG left me to deal with her and try to get the sunblock out of her eyes (How much could be left?? I had cleaned her entire head 3 or 4 times at that point!!). I really felt bad for the people in line behind us. They really tried to cheer her up. She would smile and dance for them, then as soon as she wasnt the center of their attention, she went back to the cryign and whining.
Well, it was finally our turn. We were in the back row, which was fine with us. Brianna had stopped grumping, so we hooked the kids in and stored their
crocs. The ride was great. Being in the back, you really feel like your feet are goign to hit the things you are flying over. It was a great experience.
Walking out.
When we got off the ride, we decided to get fast passes for later. While I did that, HHBG tried to get a follow up on the picture from last year. This is the best we got.
Oh well, we were planning on coming back....right??
With fast passes in hand, we walked over to wait in the Test track stand by line. Listed wait: 30 minutes. Actual wait:
an ETERNITY. Brianna wanted to be carried the whole time. My back was screaming from it. HHBG wouldnt carry her. She was whining. HHBG threatened her a f ew times tot ake her ack to the hotel. Why do we change out parenting when we go away? In normal circumstances, she NEVER would have gotten so many chances to start behaving. Im sure the people around us were not very happy with us having the little whining cryign child with us. I apoloise to anyoen who was in Epcot that day.
Brianna Finally let me put her down as we were about to get on the ride. A woman and her grand kid had been waiting in the single rider line, and they put HHBG with Spencer and the grandma in one row of the car and Brianna and I with the girl in the next row. Spencer started to whine againt hat it was his turn to ride with mommy, so I offered to the grandmother and girl that I would ride with both kids if they wanted to ride together. They were very grateful to be together, and we avoided yet another tantrum with my kids. Win-win there.
The kids loved test track, and we added the pics to our photopass (which I still have to order....oops).
After we got off of TT, I decided that I needed an ice cream. I was exhausted, not feeling well, and my back hurt from carrying Brianna. So, I got everyone some ice cream, and we went and sat on a bench.
Well, we were right by the dancing fountains. The kids saw them. Spencer wanted to go play in the fountains, and I decided it was hot and dry enough that he would dry off pretty quickly. I pulled off his tee shirt and let him go play. He had a great time. Sometimes its the simplest things that make the kids the happiest. Some pics:
eating ice cream:
MMM.....Ice cream!
Fountain time!! Starting off a little hesitantly:
Woah!
OOH! This is fun!!
Brianna decided she wanted to get wet too....now her dress is made of denim adnhad a few layers to it, and. I was worried about her drying off, but HHBG pointed out that it would probably get the rest of the sunblock out of her eyes, and Spencer was in there already, so I reluctantly said OK.
Oh, the anticipation:
Its Wet!! Ill stay back.
After the fountains, we took the kids into the rest room to dry them off some with some paper towels. Brianna said her eyes didnt hurt anymore, which was great. Also, I would give the bathroom by TT and the fountain a 2 flush rating. Very clean, but somewhat noisy and crowded from the wet kids.
Next, it was off to Spaceship Earth. The kids LOVED this ride. It was Spencers favorite. In the line,w e saw some more peeps. I tried to get a pic. This is the best I did Brianna kept refusing to turn around.:
OMG! I forgot about this one! HHBG doing the Peeps sign:
B was still doing lots of grumping and wanting to be carried. That was her big thing this trip: wanting to be carried. It got very tiresome very quickly. HHBG and I even considered renting one of those evil strollers, but we didnt. We just told her to walk or we would leave so she could rest. We are MEAN.
The kids had another fight over whose turn it was to sit with me. They fought the entire wait for the ride. Fortunately, she was in her very adorable Queen of Hearts dress, so people were more interested in how cute she was as opposed to what a brat she was being. I got at least 5 or 6 compliments just in the Spaceship earth line.
Finally, its time to get on the ride. Brianna has been grumping all day, so HHBG says she has to go with him and hauls her onto the ride with him. I dont know what he said to her, because she started off wailing, and was quickly quiet for the rest of the ride.
We created our future world, and the ride was over.
We checked the time, and decided we had time to go Soarin one more time before lunch, so it was back to the land we went. The posted stand by line at that point was
105 MINUTES!! DUDE! Thank goodness we had fast passes.
We got in the fast pass line, and were relatively quickly on the ride (I think the wait was about 10-15 minutes). This time,w e were in the front row. We flew over California again, and enjoyed ourselves again. This is a great ride. It was one of my kids favorites.
It was interesting to compare the front row with the back row on Soarin. Inthe front row, it was easier to get intot he experience. There were no feet above you, and you are really close to the screen. In the back row, there are feet, but I felt like the experience was a little more exciting. You feel like you are RIGHT on top of the water and going to nick the mountains. It doesnt feel that way in the front. I wouldnt say I liked either better, but I would say, if you have the chance, try both. Its a different experience and very interesting.
We got off Soarin, got the pic, and it was time for lunch.
Last year:
Mommy, look how much I grew!
Me too, mommy!
Coming up soon: Mommys favorite cuisine is ruined by something out of her control....
YOu liked the food enough to put up with the princesses, admit it. 
