Chop Chop, or not…
Tummy’s full we made our way to the monorail line. Next stop MK, so Lil’l Diz Man can ride some real Dizney rides. Our first line of business was an attempt to get haircuts for the little ones. As we entered MK we were quick to can that idea for another day. Since we were not in line immediately after opening, the line for haircuts was out the door by about 25

people. Given that there are just a couple Barbers working at any given time, that would have taken far to long.
Lil’l Diz Man was really aching for some ride action, so we headed over to Tomorrow Land.
We had been talking up Space Mountain since our last visit. He was bummed that he didn’t hit the magic height mark on that trip. He was really excited that he made the height requirement this time. With a 20 minute wait, we were off…But 1st, the over protective mom speech.
Honey, the ride is in the dark.
Okay
You will be sitting by yourself, but mommy will be behind you.
Okay
There are lights, to make it feel like you are going faster.
Okay
You are lucky, cause you get to ride 2x’s. 1st with momma, then with dad
Okay
Are you sure you want to go on it?
Ya
Are you scared?
No
If you get scared, you can just close your eyes, okay?
Okay, mom
Now, don’t forget, it is a dark roller coaster.
Okay
Mom, can we go on the ride now?
Um, okay. As long as you are not too scared. (At this point dh is totally rolling his eyes and giving me the get on with it look). I take the hint and give my pushy momma orders, “Take the park passes and go and get us FP’s for Buzz, meet us here and we can swap.”
As we entered the line, I held out my hand to the CM for my golden swap ticket. If you have never used it, do it.

What a gem of a deal for parents traveling with small children. And with that, away my ds & I went on his first encounter with Space Mountain. You gotta take note that this ride has one of the longest queues. You enter, walk, go downstairs, just to head up what feels like a never-ending ramp. I could not imagine ever being in that line, inside that building for 1+hours, never seeing daylight, hearing the faint screams of people blasting off. As fun as SM is, that would be torture.
On our incline we encounter a family of slow walking newbie’s. Mind you, were in the regular lane, not FP. This family notices that people are actually walking fast then they in the lane next to them. They stop dead in the path.
Stop…no moving stop.
They begin to bicker about using the other lane.
Newbie Dad, “Why are dose people passin us up?”
Newbie Mom, “Doon know. Day some cheaters.”
Newbie Dad, “Well, we betta be some cheata’s to din.”
Newbie Mom, “xidasjs0fjdk! You betta not "shjdifid!" go and 'djkdif!' in that "ididhfdo!" lane!”
Newbie kid, ‘lets go, there are people waiting to go.”
At this point, I’m not feeling the Disney love. I mean, we are in line, in the dark, I can hear the coaster, I can smell the SM- smell, BUT I have the Dittleworths in front of me, not allowing me to get to my destination, spitting filth out of their mouths. Bad enough that I have to hear their filth, but A. My Lil’l Guy is witnessing these events and B. We are in Disney for crying out loud. Leave your asdfajsd’s at home!
I am not your shy girl. I really have no reason to ever not give my opinion. Be offensive in front of my babies, or me well… Ya…you know…Momma bear, she comes out!
“Excuse me…PLEASE… can you please move or take your filthy mouths out of here, or perhaps both?!? We are at Disney. Bad language is checked at the door.”
Newbie Dad, “I didn’t hear us ask you your opinion lady.”
With about 30 other ‘friends’ now standing behind me, I tell him-
“At this point it is not about opinion, it is about you holding up the line, arguing over if you should be a line cheater and go in the FP lane, Ya FP lane. Unless you are a bearer of a FP for this ride, you are not aloud in that lane. Please move on, so the rest of today’s guests can ride this ride, without being exposed to your foul, abusive language!”
And with that he just about pulled his darling children’s arms out of their sockets and pulled them to the ‘other side’ yelling at his wife to move her butt and get on over. Before we all could gasp, they were outta there on their way up the FP lane.
Little did they know, we were like 20 seconds behind them…
Last time we saw them, they were arguing with the CM over line cheaters and demanding they get through the line. I assume they must have gone to the right at the Y, because we went left.
HA!, is all I could say.
As we were loading our outer space transporter, I gave my Lil’l Diz Man one more over protective mom speech. Making sure that he was ready. With his agreement, we were off!
As usual, I totally enjoyed myself. I never once heard a peep from my ds. When our ride came to a complete stop, we jumped out and I quickly asked if he liked it. He replied, “Ya”.
As we exited the ride, I asked him if he was excited to do it again with dad.
“No”
“Why honey, I thought you liked it?”
“Ya, but not a whole bunch mom.”
With many, many attempts…we never got him on the ride again. Not once! We offered…and offered! But, Nope! No siry, was he getting on that coaster again…
I tainted him forever!
Until next time that is…
DH did SM alone, while we did a potty break. We then met up for Buzz. With FP’s in hand, we cruised through the line. Lil’l Diz Man & Momma against Tink & Daddy.
I won, as usual. I always win.
Lil’l Diz likes the ride, shoots a bit…but really doesn’t make many points.
After riding this several times, I finally figured out why he never scores high. We don’t let him play any video games, he never gets to play with any type of guns and while on the ride, he is looking to see how they make it all glow. That’s my boy…always trying to outsmart the Magic!
It was time for Tink to let off some pixie dust, so we headed to the Pooh Play area.
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I know there are many opinions of this place and yes, I wish it was more of a ‘main attraction’, but for people with small children, it is a great spot to let your kids run for a bit. There is really only so much stroller riding a kid can take before they melt down and stop having fun. Both Tink & Lil’l Diz man loved running around this place.
I put dh in charge of knowing where Tink was at all times and I kept a watchful eye on my lil’l guy as I snapped some photo’s. I swear, for Tink, this is just about the hardest age to take photo’s of. Add in, attempting to capture both her and big bro and you just about have to win the lottery before they cooperate together! One looks (generally the older), while the other is off in lala land, then decides she won’t sit anymore and tries to run, you get her back and she looks…and smiles…just for 2.1 seconds, while bog bro decides to look the other way, for just that exact 2.1 seconds…Glad children’s photography is not my profession…I’d need drink to keep myself sain!
After the photo op, Tink took off…running that is. You know, her new game…run as fast as you can and laugh as an adult is chasing you…
Haha…Ha
ha…NOT!
Where was she going?
Within her screeching laugh, high pitched giggle…I heard her yelling…TIG, TIG, TIG
Thinking that oh, it would be so fun…she ran to try to get to Tigger. Only problem was that there were at least 15 families in line to see him.
She was not one of those families.
Oh she tried hard…but with the help of the CM in charge of Tigger, she did not make it. She was stopped. Dead in her little tracks!
Now who says – haha?
MOMMA!
I gave the line, the ‘I’m sorry for my little gremlin look’, bowed my head low and moved outta there ASAP. I located dh, who was attempting to find me and told him that I had to get Tink back into her 5-point stroller harness…ASAP, before Disney kicks us out of MK for the day, for messing with poor Tig.
Poor Tig, he has had enough problems for one year. Good thing, his CM was fast on her feet, or he may never have come out to play again.
Dh informed me that Lil’l Diz needed a potty break.
(hmmm…didn’t I just take him to the potty?) So off the two boys went, with orders to meet us at Snow Whites Adventures.
I grabbed us a FP for our fav...Petah... and then...
I thought that this would be a great time for a bit of Mom and Tink bonding, so I brought her over to her store to have a little look-see, look-see.
She LOVED looking for herself (Tink that is) in the dresser drawer.
We then hit Snow White and Petah. As we were just about to enter Petah, dh set Tink down to let her walk (holding his hand), she then made a choice to play her run as fast as you can game.
We caught her, just as she was running past the exit CM...towards the moving ramp. She got in a bit of trouble this time...
Here she is...pouting!
We decided that we wanted a snack, so we headed to Adventureland for the famous Dole Whip’s. As I stood in line, we noticed Rafiki was out. I sent dh over with camera, autograph books and kids in hand to meet him, while I loaded my arms up with Floats, pineapple chunks & juice. Tink was not too keen on this interaction. We weren’t sure if it was because this was her 1st costumed character close up (besides her attempt to jump on Tig), or because daddy brought her and didn’t slowly introduce her. Whatever the case…she cried…
Tinks face is burried behind her little hand.
All we could think of was OH NO…how is she going to handle the next 8 days of character meals?
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