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Well I think it is time for a reintroduction to our cast:
Me- HaleyB- Compulsive Disneyaholic, trip planner, Mom type person. Also a bit long winded at times, a little ADD, and some what of a procrastinator. Also I am spelling challenged. Wears Disney clothing sometimes and has a Princess beach towel.
DH, Steve, Steven, Steve(n), Mr Silly- Less compulsive about all things Disney, but not due to any lack of love for the Mouse. Likes that I do all the planning except when I threaten to cut out the second trip to Boma (next trip). Then suddenly he wants more control. Also somewhat of a procrastinator. Spells perfectly all the time and thinks it is funny that I dont. Wears a Mickey Baseball cap to work every day. Works in shorts and a tee-shirt, which is business casual in Austin. He also has really long hair, which is just a needless tid bit of info I felt like adding in here. Also has a Stitch beach towel, although the kids tend to use it more than he does.
Ryan, 18- Just Ryan, or Ry for short. Not on this trip. Freshman in college (at the time of this trip, which was, ahem, last October). Tuition+Room and Board costs more per day than a trip to WDW. Trying not to think about that as we wait for his financial aid letter for next year. Also half of the top rated novice issue debate team in the country. I think I already told you that. My little sophist, Mama is so proud. Has no Disney beach towel and might wear a Mickey Che shirt if he had one. Spells perfectly and picks up foreign languages with ease.
Maxwell, 10- Max for short. Also called PIB sometimes (Pain in the Butt). Allergic to Milk, tree nuts, and some herbs. He is a happy child, but lacks equanimity at times. Life is not always easy for him and he manages to keep a smile on his face most of the time. Sweet boy. Has given up wearing Disney related clothing unless they glow in the dark and are POTC related. Except to sleep in. Then my Tigger Tee shirt is prime. Max spells like his Mother. Has a Stitch beach towel.
Sophia, 7- Soph for short, or Princess works too. Also called Wednesday by some (as in Adams Family). Also called PIB at times. Loves chocolate. She is a tom boy princess. She almost always has something on her face, can do anything boys can do, better, plus she can paint her nails and be a girlie girl. Sophia pretty much always gets her way, at home. She has all the boys in our family under her thumb. She is rather glum, unless she is in a giggle mood. Sophia tends to be shy with adults, not so much with kids. Wears Disney clothing all the time, has a Princess beach towel, and fights with Max over my Tigger shirt that is now a sleep shirt. Spells like her Father.
So where were we?
Epcot. World Showcase. Exactly. Drinking wine.
Walking across the International Gateway bridge we stopped for a photo. Max and Sophia were goofing off instead of posing for a nice, Grandma worthy photo. I did want a nice picture and after a a few goofy ones they complied. They are good kids, very easy, we are blessed. A little further on there was another family trying to do the same thing. Only they were not in their happy place. The poor little girl, about 8 or 9 wanted her picture, but apparently she didnt pose just right or fast enough for her Mother. So her Mother refused to take the picture. Very mature of her. She also berated the poor child for wasting time. The poor thing ended up crying. I love Disney, but it never fails that I see a parent or spouse do something that really brings me down. I am a bleeding heart and this sort of thing really bothers me. I am not a perfect parent, and I have a quick temper. Sometimes I even get a bit snappish. But I always catch myself, and I always apologize. I am big on that. With my kids. If I am wrong I like to apologize. I am not so good about that with Steve. Well actually I am just never wrong about anything with him. Yeah, thats it.
Where was I. Oh yes, on the bridge. So we move on and I cheer myself up by looking around at all the families that are in their happy place. They way outnumber the grumpy ones, really. I think we pretty much blow through France. Been there done that. Well we might have stopped for some wine. I guess odds are we did. But we knew Morocco was right around the corner. And in Morocco there is the Tangerine Cafe. My very favorite place to eat in Epcot. Mr Silly loves it there too. So does Marky Mark, it seems.
We love the Morocco pavilion. It is beautifully done and often very peaceful. We try to go on the free tour at least once per trip. They have times posted and they are almost always private tours because so few people take the time. They are led by Cast members from Morocco and are always informative. We love the chance to talk with someone from what really is another world. We always learn something new and more importantly we always feel like we made a connection with someone. We ask questions about their childhood, families, what games they played as a child, things like that. Questions I am not sure we would ask of someone if we ever did get a chance to visit Morocco. One thing I have always noticed is how much pride these young CMs have in their country. They always point out that the Morocco pavilion was made by Moroccans sent over by the King. The workmanship is wonderful. If you get the chance ask about the tour next time you are in Morocco. Moving on, but first a recap.
So while in Morocco we scarfed down some good eats, took a look around, and I am sure took some pictures by the fountain. Doesnt everyone? The food, by the way, was free. Because we are on the free dining plan. Free food tastes better.
Next would be the pavilion we love to hate, or hate to love. Sophia and Max treat the huge store in Japan like some sort of treasure trove. The number of overpriced kitschy items they request in there is astounding. We mostly talk them out of everything, by laughing when they ask of they can have it. However Max did purchase a Pokemon origami book, in the end. I point out a few cute Hello Kitty items to Sophia but she never wants them. I never wanted any of that sort of stuff as a child either, but I am oddly attracted to them now. We all play with the cool paint with water thing towards the back. We look through the store very carefully. Aside from Max big find we purchase nothing.
At some point I notice the Candy Lady is about to start a show, so we head over and Max and Sophia stand around trying to look extra cute and well behaved. Last year Max got picked by the candy lady and she made him a really cool dragon. Max is obsessed with dragons. He carries around the book Dragonology all the time and quotes from it as if it were a scientific journal. Which I think it might be. Last year Sophia got passed up even though we stayed for two shows. So my hopes were high that she would get picked. I knew she was really disappointed last year, even though she sucked it up and was really happy and excited for Max.
We really enjoy her show. She is very talented and has a great sense of humor. At least we find her running commentary humorous. We tend to see humor in just about everything, it is a nice way to go through life. So we watched her make a frog, on a lily pad, very cute. We listened to her sing song little ditty, if you have ever heard her I bet you can hear it in your head right now, Candy, Caramel, tastes good, tastes good or I make for you, just one minute, just one minute. We watched her make an Eagle (not as cute as the frog), and then two more because watching her make the wings was so cool (at least that is why I think kids kept asking for it).
Sophia kept looking cute. She has huge serious eyes. I was sure she was going to get passed up, she is more than a little timid sometimes and there were some pretty pushy people in the crowd. But the Candy Lady likes well mannered children, not pushy ones. Sophia got picked! Yea for Sophia, yea for pixie dust! She had already decided she would ask for a dragon if she got picked, which is what she asked for. She had to say it more than once because she used her little voice. She is such an interesting child. So timid and shy sometimes, and so bubbly and confidant other times. I am so happy and relieved to see that bubbly confidant girl coming out in her as she gets older. I probably let her get away with too much sassiness sometimes because I am just so happy to see her sticking up for herself.
Max did not get picked, but just as Sophia had sucked it up the year before, he sucked it up for her. He actually was very pleased for her. He even reminded us to take pictures of it. I think the Candy Lady is somewhat inaccurate when she claims it tastes good, tastes good. It actually tastes gross, unless you are Max. Max is the only one of us that likes this candy so after we did a photo shoot, and Mom carried it around for several hours, Sophia let Max eat it.