Not our finest moment as a family..whats yours lol

[tink20]

Amen, Amen, Amen LOL! 50 times a day "What are we doing again?" *sigh*

And this also, everyday, and I would tell the whole schedule for the week, and still, the next day " where are we going"?

 

[tink20]

My worst moment was probably when i was 9 on a family vacation to
Disney. I wanted nothing to do with my cousins and got so mad at my dad for dragging me along I sprayed him in the crotch with my mister fan. He wasn't happy about looking like he wet his pants for the next hour or so. My cousins still laugh about it to this day. I'm not 21 and taking my bf on his first Disney trip hopefully no melt down from him fingers crossed.

love it!

 

[DisLis]

No melt downs here. Everybody in my family knows the rule - we are going to have fun at Disney even if it kills us. Seriously. It is a rule. Of course, the only reason the rule works is because of my obsessive and incredibly flexible planning (thanks to the DIS I have back up plans for my back up plans). I also happen to think that some of the best memories are built from things that go wrong. Ask someone about their wedding, for example, and they are most likely to talk - fondly - about what went wrong.
Love these posts.

 

[eeyorepixie]

our was our first trip ever...we go tickets to MNSSHP and had an "unintentional" peep meet because DH thought my Disney peeps were all axe murderers.
during the meet my middle DD had a complete meltdown about the fireworks, then we tried to watch the parade and littlest DD was crying about her shoes, me and DH were ticked off at each other and I was having fantasys of murder and what I would do when I divorced him

We finally accepted defeat and were leaving the park, me thinking I paid extra for this special kind of torture and looked to see my littlest angel all dressed up as Tink...so cute, so angelic...my DH pointed out the projection of mickey pumpkins on the ground and my DD started stomping on mickeys face saying "I hate mickey pumpkins" she had a complete tantrum... ahhh brings a tear to my eye it does. At least I did not see any youtube videos when we got back and did not know anyone I knew

After that if I see things going south, I do not hesitate I instantly say we are going to the pool

Same trip, we had a real rainy day at Epcot 2nd day of our trip that I had been planning for months and scrimping and saving for...the kids were miserable...lightning was freaking out middle DD...It was all going south again...I could here the "I told you so" coming from my DH (he did not want the trip to Disney) We were all wearing matching white dresses...well I was about to cry and thought to hec with this and started acting a bit crazed...I sang at the top of my lungs....singing in the rain...my kids were looking at me with mixed feelings of embarassment, shock and laughter...then I proceeded to make puddle angels in the huge puddles of the Epcot sphere. My kids could not resist and did the same we were soaked white rats. Then I realized you could see my (thank God) G-rated granny pantys through my dress it just made us all roar laughing all the more. I just sat on the bus freezing with a child on top of me to hide my uuumm sexy gear. It is now a part of family lore and we still laugh about making puddle angels, it and it turned everything around for our trip. We found our disney touring mojo after that

Problem is every time it rains (and we go in August, every day it rains) my kids ask to make puddle angels and I always say no.

I always call these embarrasing moments my "Mother of the Year" moments. I am sure I have more, but these seem to be some of my finest parental shining moments at Disney .

Oh yeah, there was the time when my littlest DD said she was sure she wanted to go on EE we waited in line, the whole time I kept saying "it is O.K., just tell me now if you do not want to go on" she kept replying emphatically " No I really want to" well you all know what is coming...well what you don't know was this was the Year of a Million Dreams and guess what? We got all the way to the point we were going on the train cars, DD backed out. Well I was O.K. with it up until the point we walked over to the exit to tell the rest of the family we were not riding. Just to see "our" ride getting off and getting all day FP's and million dream ears. I was so angry, now I know it was totally not cool that I was angry at my DD and I was acting like a 2 year old. However, I had been dreaming for months for this to happen and it was snatched away from me. Because I knew I was totally being irrational...I had once read somewhere if you smile when you do not want to there are chemichals released to your brain and eventually the smile will become real.

Well I pasted a smile on my face, but it must have looked quite wierd because my family kept asking me if I was O.K. I kept saying yes, because I did not want to give into the 2 year old inside of me having a full blown fit...eventually the smile did become real, but I swear it still hurts a bit to think I was so close

 

[Rhiannona]

Our not finest moment had to be the first time we ever checked into WDW.
It was 1996, and it was my brother and I's first trip. My parents had been there in the 70's but never to a resort. I was 7, my brother was 13.
The two of us were fighting, and then I was distracted by the coin machine begging my dad to get one of those pennies pressed. Everyone was frazzeled because a few hours before, I had fallen down an escelator due to my clumsiness. We were having issues checking in, but once we get everything squared away we go and head to the car, an hour or two later my mother notices that her wallet was missing and everything hits the fan. After much.. hurried looking around and retracing steps, my mothers wallet had fallen into a planter and a CM had found it.

 

[LockShockBarrel]

Count me in as another Epcot melter.

Mine is maybe a little different. I was 15, and went to Disney with my mom. It was the first time it was just the 2 of us post divorce (any other time we'd been with my handicap father which was trying at the best of times). She let me miss like 4 days of school, I loved Disney so all should have been well. What neither of us knew was that even Disney couldn't take me out of what we thought was just the "teenage funk". I couldn't get excited about anything, I was snippy and sullen. We'd seperate for an hour or so at a time and that was a little better but in general I was a huge crank. It culiminated with Mom really wanting to watch Illuminations and me just not wanting to be there. Couldn't explain why which didn't help matters, but this led to me seeing on a bench with Goofy waving at me which just wasn't helping, and ulimately us leaving the park.

Fast forward to Febuary an a President's weekend trip to Washington D.C. with Mom and my aunt and I'm just as bad if not worse. I wasn't interested in pretty much anything. Even now I enjoy museums but only at my own pace which is rather quick. I couldn't understand how they could look at a first lady's dress for a full 5 minutes, then another one for 10..etc. I ended up snapping at them on a side jaunt in Baltimore.

If you've made it this far I suppose I owe you an explaination. That teenage funk? Yeah...turned out to be clinical depression. For almost a year I felt awful and angry but sad but tired and cranky and sometimes it was there and sometimes it wasn't. I had known I didn't feel quite "right" but since I couldn't articulate exactly what was wrong, I didn't think a lot of it. Mom was in the same position as in she didn't know what to make of it and since it wasn't that stereotypical movie "I'm so sad...." depression, we just had no idea.

So figure unknown depression plus the typical stress associated with a Disney trip, then the same issues coupled with the fact that none of us knew how to get around D.C.....I was just a ray of sunshine on those trips

 

[LisaTC]

finally he sits down and takes his shoes off...they were filled with little rocks from the playground. Man did I feel like the worst mother in the world at that moment.

AWW... I did this once when I didn't realize my DD's shoes were too small. I felt like crap forever!

Growing up my own mom was a witch, it was hard to enjoy childhood since everything we did was wrong. My only happy times was when my dad was home .... Our next Disney trip is coming up later this year and no matter what I will not lose my temper again. I don't ever want him to feel the way my mom made me feel growing up.

I hear you with ALL of that, the mom deal included. Bless your heart!

We usually have some type of meltdown every year and it always stems from my need to overplan. I have swore this year I am going to try to go with the flow more. 1) In 2008 my DH and I took our DS4, DS21, DD16, our Niece(17) and DD boyfriend 17 to Disney for a week. This was the one and only time we ever did the meal plan. Like the planner that I am I made reservations for our TS meals well in advance. I made sure all the older kids knew the reservation times and ask them to be on time for every meal(they spent more time away from us then with us that trip). I foolishly thought that they would actually be on time. Well they were late for every meal and each time I sweated it out thinking they were going to give away our reservations. By the forth day when they were 20 minutes late for our 50s primetime reservation I lost it. Right in front of the restaurant. It was not pretty and upset my little one to see me so angry. That was the last time we did the dining plan.

Kinda hard to go with the flow when you have teenagers, isn't i? I'm an OVERPLANNER. Yes, My name is Lisa and I'm an anal-overplanner in need of a 12-step program.

Our first trip, I wanted to be perfect...had everything planned out. We had to follow my plan or it would be an abysmal failure...blah, blah, blah. All little DD wanted to do was skip about and enjoy her life at Disney. Couldn't have cared less about her mother's plans. Started to fuss and be defiant and I couldn't understand why. DUH!!!! Our best days were toward the end of our trip, where we just winged it.

 

[ellie05]

Our worst was January trip. The worst part is that we were all adults!Ok so we only had a week because of everyone schedule.So we had to rush around like crazy to try to see everything (we also did universal). Ok so it is the middle of the week and we are in Epcot. DH gets a text message from one of his co-workers and asked us to go to pick a pearl and get something for his wife. This was not in the plans but we decided it will be nice to do. Well they were running late when we went to pick the stuff, they took forever and we miss to get a place for illuminations. I was furious, we are running around trying to find a place but nothing. The show starts we put my sister is a wall thing so she can see, while doing this her pants get caught and she gets stuck mid wall. She starts crying i mean bawling her eyes out. DH feels like jerk for suggesting her to get up. Needless to say we miss the show, I was more than pissed and we all didn't talk for the rest of the night.

 

[twopearls]

No major meltdowns here, but we lived in FL for 7 years before moving north. Had annual passes and used to go a lot with friends and their kids. During our last trip 8 years ago with our older daughter (then 5.5), we noticed so many families dealing with meltdowns. We felt so lucky that our daughter was such a little trooper. Now, whenever we go anywhere and see a kid (or more often, a parent) having a "moment", DH turns to me and smiles and says "It's the happiest place on earth!!"

We did learn from the last trip that we tried to do too much on our travel day. We were up at 3 for a 7AM flight, got a rental car, had lunch with a family member, went to the hotel, swam, TRIED to get DD to take a nap (ha!), went to meet friends for dinner at Emerils in Universal. Big mistake...reservation for 12 at 6:30 on a Saturday night of the universal halloween party. Traffic was crazy, we all got to the restaurant late. Left universal at 10, had to stop to get some groceries, and then had a 7:45 AM breakfast reservation with the princesses. WAY Too much...

We leave in 24 days. Same flight times. This year's plan is to get the rental car, get the groceries, be at the resort by 1pm, and just chill at AoA. Swim, snooze, get an easy dinner at the food court. Be in bed EARLY. My older DD is now 13, and the younger one just turned 6. She needs 11 hours of sleep a night.

 

[tianna26]

Okay you guy are scarimg tha heck out of me about our upcoming trip which will be everyones first.

 

[1stvisit0909]

I could see this happening at SWW though!

We left her at home with my mom and went back two days later. You can't get a do-over of your birthday, but we tried. When we got home, she asked where we had been, and we told her that we'd gone back to Disney, and lord, you would have thought you had told her we had killed Santa. She was so upset. However, on our subsequent Disney days, she's been an angel, because she knows we aren't kidding when we tell her she'll sit her hiney at home.

 

[erincon23]

It was the trip pictured below. DS(now)20 was there with his high school band and choir, and we had come down for a family vacation while he was there. DS(now)16 had been having a really bad year -- been bullied, lots of anxiety-related school issues, etc., and we thought he was doing better. The day the groups were going to perform at DTD, we arrived early. DS20 was going to perform in all the ensembles from our high school (band, jazz and choir), so it was a big deal. My parents were coming down from Clearwater (they're snowbirds and we hadn't seen them for 3 months).

Of course, this was the day that DS16 decided he just couldn't take any more -- he insisted, loudly, in front of probably about 25 people we knew and would definitely be seeing again, that he had to be taken back to the room (offsite, so a drive away) immediately. We had a near-shouting match (trying to keep voice down) that he was being selfish, he could sit and relax, he needed to see his grandparents. Nothing doing. So DH left to drive him back (since it was MY parents that were on their way), and he worried about missing the first performance, so he wasn't happy about it. This really colored the entire rest of my day, and made it difficult to enjoy visiting with my folks and seeing the concerts.

But it was probably for the best that he went back to the room -- he slept the rest of the afternoon and a good part of the evening, and felt a little better the next day. I'm sure a good part of it was his anxiety and feeling like we were focusing too much on DS20 (even though DS16 had had our undivided attention for the past 3 days). He's a much better traveler now that he feels better!

 

[elaine amj]

Okay you guy are scarimg tha heck out of me about our upcoming trip which will be everyones first.

LOL - You'll come back with your own crazy moment! Bottom line...the crazy moments are just that - moments in time. The good parts of being together as a family always make up for it.

Always good to keep in mind though - "Go with the floo..ooo..ooowww"

I'm the overplanner and everything is planned to the minute. I've learned now to say "yes" most of the time whenever someone in my family asks to do something outside of my plan. I just quickly re-arrange my plans in my head!

I've also learned that while my family likes to go semi-commando, they appreciate not feeling rushed from ride to ride. So I plan a lot of time in between rides so we're not rushing to meet my crazy schedule.

That said, even the best laid plans of mice and men.....our last trip, our first couple of days were awful. For whatever reason, my kids were whiny and grumpy. I was furious with them for being such "spoiled brats". My son grumbled incessantly about everything I planned and whined about everything he couldn't do. My DH managed to hurt his foot badly on our very first day and spent the next 4 days of our 12 day trip limping badly. I was worried about him and stressed whenever we had to walk too much - and at Disney, you have to walk EVERYWHERE. Our first two days were at waterparks and we got rather waterlogged. I was getting super-stressed and very frustrated and finally told my kids that it was THEIR turn to be patient with us. DH and I were both mad and at the end of our ropes.

To be honest though, I'm still annoyed and worried with how spoiled and etitled my kids were acting the first couple of days. I had lots of long "discussions" with them as this is something I hate to see and I was horrified to hear some of the things they said.

By the 3rd day, I was having bad stomach cramps and backaches. However, by that time, everyone else cheered up so we all handled my pains well and had a wonderful time together from that time on.

 

[luvthemouse71]

We always make sure we take plenty of breaks!

On any holiday Disney or otherwise or even a shoppingtrip if one of us gets tired we take a break. We might split up for a bit but we feel it's better not to want to do it all and rest before you get real tired.

And reading these stories, I'm REALLY glad we do!

After a couple of really ugly meltdown between my sister and myself, I embraced the Desperado way. We are aware of each other's quirks and have realized we aren't going to be able to change them, especially on vacation.

When we start getting peckish, we sit our butts down with an ice cream or a beer and just people watch until we feel human again.

 

[danimaroo]

It's our honeymoon, and we arrive in Disney World after a long (I couldn't sleep so I was EXHAUSTED when we arrived) red-eye flight from Seattle to Orlando.

We check in at the Grand Floridian, go up to our room and the first thing I see are two queen-sized beds.

I stared at them for a moment, then lost it. I was so so tired and crabby from being tired that I just totally started bawling my eyes out.

Yes, you read that right, crying my eyes out in our LAGOON VIEW room at the Grand Floridian... on my honeymoon... over having queen size beds instead of one king.

My husband looked at me, suggested we lay down for a bit for a nap, and I dozed off with a tear-stained face.

Two hours later, I woke up with a massive smile on my face, told my husband what a beautiful room we have, let's go play in the parks!

Fairly certain he stared at me for a few minutes in disbelief at how much a two-hour nap turned things around.

He actually still brings up my meltdown and how when I got up, it was as if there was never a meltdown in the first place.

Trust me, I recognize how absurd it was and ridiculous on my part... At the time I was beyond reasoning and I'm thankful my husband knew I just needed sleep, hahaha.

 

[Magpie]

I guess for us it'd be MVMCP back in 2009. My son had recently been diagnosed as hypoglycemic and his blood sugar (and consequently his mood) were not well under control yet.

My husband is a bit crowd-phobic and gets surly under stress.

My daughter was a bundle of overly-talky anxiety, due to everyone else in the family being snappish.

And I was just trying to manage everyone! (Probably over-managing, as I sometimes do.)

Probably our "finest" moment was when my son, in the middle of a Christmas Party stage show in the most magical place on Earth, with castmembers dancing on all sides, suddenly wailed, "I'M NOT HAPPY!" and burst into tears. Fortunately no one noticed, as there was too much going on around us for anyone to hear us. I terrorized him into silence before my husband could flip out, and then I dragged the entire family over to a spot in front of the castle and parked them there for the rest of the night.

The fireworks, parade and stage show made up for a lot!

 

[Chellymouse]

This was definitely NOT my finest moment at Disney. August 2007...last night of our trip and what we "thought" would be our last trip for awhile as I was starting grad school 4 days after we arrived home. Friends of ours had come down during the last 5 days of our trip and were staying for a few more days after we left. It's 10pm on a Friday night. DH and I had done our "4 parks in one day because we wanna do everything one more time." It's hotter than blazes and we had not ingested good meals (mostly junk and water) all day. We decide to go to PI. By midnight, I knew I'd had more than enough to drink. We arrive at Mannequin's (RIP) and us 2 girls jump on the revolving dance floor. Our DH's thought is "funny" to pass us fresh drinks every time we circled around. Now it's 2am...closing time. Desperately needed a water. DH finds me one. On the way to the bus stop.....disaster strikes...I puked my guts, fingers and toenails up. I was SO embarrassed...the only saving grace is that I didn't miss the trash can, I wasn't the only one puking (there was a group of kids who were also using the trash cans) and DH said I wasn't being obnoxious (I'm really silly after a few adult beverages). Had the hangover from Hades the next morning and a 2 1/2 hour flight home. NEVER again have I drank that much in one sitting at the world!

 

[1GR8DISNEYFAN]

This had to have been the day my 14 yo and 18 yo fought over who was going to control Dumbo. They usually always get along, so it was so rediculous, I made them pose for a picture while sitting in their Dumbo, both with sulking faces and mad at each other. Now when we look at that picture we all laugh.

 

[HeyIt'sMe]

I had a meltdown in MK last year. It was during a trip with my MIL and both she and my DH got sick. The entire trip just went off the rails. We ended up in MK on a Saturday afternoon - pure insanity - and as we were sitting under a tree in Frontierland one of those large white birds flew over us and pooped all over us. That just did me in so I burst into tears and cried "I am SO over this trip! I just want to go home!!". Oh I lost it.

 

[niffer5150]

A few years ago we were at dl and kiddo was having the only spoiled brat temper tantrum I think she's ever had. Complete melt down at age 10. We had planned on being in the park another 7 or 8 hours but hubby and I looked at each other and hubby told her "knock it off right now or we are going home". DD came back with an entiteled and snotty "you wouldn't dare!". So we left and went home. That was the last time I've ever had to give her more than one warning. I think having to hide my disapointment at her behaviour plus having to leave before riding HM was the hardest part.