THE REVEAL!
The morning came in, what seemed like minutes after I finally fell asleep. With the stresses of leaving my family and the excitement and anticipation of the magic we were about to intake…I was too excited to sleep…
Cliché yes, but exactly the feelings.
We had an early morning flight, which equated to us leaving our house at an ungodly early hour. Upon opening my ds’s bedroom door, I found him awake and sitting up. With a smile on his face, he told me he had been waiting for me to wake him up so he could get his surprise. I wondered IF he had the same kind of nights sleep, as I? I told him we needed to go get his surprise, his surprise was not at our house. I asked him to get dressed quickly and quietly, so he didn’t wake Tink. My dh came in to say his goodbyes to my ds, whilst I went to Tinks room for some mommy time.

Tink was snuggled up with her blankie, one arm and a few toes poking through the spindles of her drib. I had to do everything in my power to not pick the peaceful Tink up and kiss her a few more (million) times. I knew that should I do such act, Tink would immediately wake and all heck would break out in the princessjv household.

The last thing we needed this morning was a TINK breakdown! So, I settled my needs by moving my face next to hers and feeling her sweet little breaths. This would have to do, until we returned home in eight days. My heart ached to leave my little TINK, but I needed to go. After all my ds and I had a date. A date with the Mouse for some much needed magic.
My “brother” (our chauffer) arrived and I told my ds that uncle “J” would be helping mommy with his surprise. Lil’l diz was still completely clueless. CLUELESS! So, clueless that he went right along with everything we threw at him. Didn’t even bat an eye to anything we threw at him.
The idea was to drive lil’l diz to the airport, quizzing him the whole way until hopefully he would guess the correct guess. There was no big wrapped present or scavenger hunt in his future. Momma had too much to do to just get us to WDW.
Mean Momma, I know. But hey, at least he got to go to WDW.
The goal was that he would “figure” it out on our way there. BUT…we weren’t going to tell him he was correct, even if he guessed it.
Real mean, huh?
Hopefully when we parked ourselves at the airport, he would know. (or would he?) This was all of my “mom’s” idea. At this point, I had no desire to go against her wishes.
My ds loaded himself into the car, never even looking in the back of the SUV to see that we had luggage in tow. We drove through McDonalds for a breakfast on the go. Uncle “J” and I had great fun asking questions about the surprise. We tried to give as many clues along the way, without “giving it away”, but my ds wasn’t even coming close.
Nowhere near close.
Clueless close!
He asked if we were going to Daddy’s work?
Um,.. No.
Going to the Mall of America to go on rides?
Um… Nope.
We drove by the airport parking area and saw a few planes sitting outside and some large hangers filled with planes. We even commented on a few.
“Wow, lil’l diz, look at those cool planes.”
Insert “crickets”…
Then we got from him, “I know, I know”… “We’re going to Wisconsin Dells!”
Ummm…
NO!
About then, we arrived at the airport terminal and were parked in front of our carrier’s entrance.
“Do you know where you are now?”
“Ummm, No…”
“Do you think you have ever been here before?”
“I think soooo…”
“What do you think this place does?”
LONG PAUSE, whilst he thought and thought and thought and thought and thought and thought about it.
In the mean time, I went ahead and made home made baklava, baked a batch of cookies and decorated a birthday cake.
Then we got~
“Is this the airport?”
Ding, ding, ding…ding!
Unlce “J” & I in unison, just about bursting with anxiety and excitement yelled, “YESSSS!”
Um, Hello little man, what gave you a hint…? The signs with the pictures of the planes all the way here or the fact that there is family upon family emptying out of their Minivans with piles of luggage?
“What do you think we are doing here?”
Long drawn out pause…
(We were patiently…er not so patiently thinking…”Okay kiddo, you have got to get this soon. We’re sitting in drop off parking and the rent a cop is about to chew our head off if our car does get a move on.”)
“Are we here to go on a tour?”
“NNNNOOOO, they don’t let you do that anymore.”
“Go on an airplane?”
Ding, ding, ding! Vanna give this kid a prize!
“YES!”
“Are we going to Disney World!?”
(NOW how’d he guess that? Maybe because he has ONLY gone on airplane rides when he has gone to WDW).
With so much excitement you thought we’d gone on and wee’d our pants, both J and I yell “Yes!”
With a worried look of despair, he returned a quick reply of, “What about Sissy?”
The boy was truly concerned here. He was worried about his sissy not being in the car, therefore not coming with to the wonderful world of Magicalness.
Lil’l Diz knew that his baby sister, no matter how much she drove him nuts, has wanted her some Disney Magic. Tink’s had been talking about Dinee Woold since our last trip, in Jan.
Non-stop talking, kind of talking.
She had watched the videos, saw the commercials and memorized the Sandra Brown Travel Channel specials. Our girl was set to be Snow White for Halloween and had even practiced her princess wave every time she saw her reflection.
I had to break the news to my dear lil’l diz that this here trip was intended for him and me, and him and me alone.
No Tinks or daddies allowed! Or in his case, as he has spelt out on his bedroom door:
NO GrULS ULOWD IN Miy RoMe!!!!!!....... with pictures of flames and a gremliny, mean faced monster! (he says momma is exempt from such posted sign rules).
I explained that just the two of us were going to the place of magic and we were going to eat, drink and sleep magic. We were going to have the best time ever. Just us.
And, errr almost forgot….The BRAT, too.
(that he still didn't know about)
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