Okay, so I had to go back and look and see where I left off.....
oh, yes, Cinderellabration. Now after that was over, we realized that we didn't have too terribly long before we would have to get our parade sit-in started so we went back across the bridge (sidebar: and I have to say, we crossed that darn bridge back & forth into Adventureland about 17 times that day and I don't know that I've ever crossed it at all before this trip!) and hit the Tiki Room. Ahhhhh, everybody - "In the tiki, tiki, tiki, tiki, tiki room...." Okay, you get the idea. We don't ever miss this one either and I have to say the one thing that bothers both me and DBFF is that we have to be the ones that set the good example and stand up when they start singing, "Get on your feet". People just don't get it.

But now I'm kinda mad that we left early because the Unofficial Guide says that at the very end one of them makes a crack about going over to the Hall Of Presidents so that they can catch a nap. I must stay the next time......
Afterwards we went on the Jungle Cruise. Where do I begin about the JC? Okay, the thing about the JC is that it is a little quirky and the jokes are a little lame, but in order to make it work, the sole responsibility falls directly on the tour guide. The last 3 times I've ridden this attraction, the tour guide has fallen way short of my expectations. This time, however, that was not the case. The tour guide was LOL funny - at least to me

When we got off the ride I went back and told him that he was the best tour guide we'd had in years!
Afterwards, we felt it was time to claim our spot for Spectromagic. We went back across the bridge

and camped out just up the road across from the bridge to Liberty Square. We were the first people there. Right on the curb. Right where we wanted to be. I sent DH for snacks

and he went off in search of DS popcorn and my funnel cake. Yummy! And then it happened.......Hundreds of very rude people started converging on us. Now, I'm a very nice person and so is everyone else that's traveling with me so keep that in mind as we go forward. We put up with people walking over us and stepping through us for quite awhile. We were trying to be nice. The Disney people by this time had set up the ropes and conveniently enough a cross-walk or two. Picture this in your head Crosswalk, Us sitting eating

another crosswalk. Okay, so we are about I'd say 15 feet from the nearest crosswalk (the one to the left of us) and we had been talking amongst ourselves

that people shouldn't be stepping over us because a couple had almost tripped and it was rude and it was getting crowded and at this point not only were they having to climb over us but the first clearing was at least 10 more people back.

Well, about this time a lady comes pushing through and just about the time that DBFF and I are making a comment as to why she couldn't go around we realize that she just sat down behind us.

UH OH! Well, I turn around to start the apology when her daughter says "hey, it's okay, she doesn't understand a word you're saying. She only speaks Spanish." Whew....that was a close one.
But wait there's more......not too long after that a very brave man and his family close behind are crossing the bridge heading straight towards us. Now, I see his loving wife tell him that there's a crosswalk and he even looked that way, but then he made the executive decision to try and cross into the throng of people. OH NO HE DIDN'T! As he approaches, DBFF having way more intestinal fortitude than I have ever had, says, "excuse me sir, but there's a cross walk right over there for you to get through." Well, you woulda thought that she woulda cussed him out because he was huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf. He says something to the effect of "Lady, I'm just trying to get through here." And she says "And that's why they have a crosswalk."

I was laughing soooo hard!

Angie - YOU ROCK!
We settle in for the parade without further incident. And yes, I got the funnel cake.
The parade was great - It's good to sit down front. But we had started to notice that the nice family that I mentioned earlier that was behind us had started using a Donald Duck quacker (darn teenagers). It was a little annoying, but I was managing to block it out. I didn't realize that DBFF and DH2 were not as good at blocking it out......
We waited in our same spot for the fireworks and assumed our stance determined to not be moved. Do you know that old church hymn? "I shall not be, I shall not be moved." I had made friends with the lady next to me and everyone was just waiting it out.
It's finally time! The fireworks start and I'm just getting misty-eyed and all emotional when it starts......."QUACK, QUACK, QU-QUACK, QUACK" Several people turn around in disgust.

And there it is again, "QUACK, QUACK, QU-QUACK, QUACK" and this time it abruptly stops. I don't think another thing about it. I'm totally engulfed in the fireworks "and all your wishes" and I'm trying to cry without crying out loud cause I don't want to be embarrased in front of DS's and DH. I do, however get caught by DS11 and DH wiping a tear away. Oh well, it's one of my most favorite things. To me, so overwhelming the emotion because I love that castle and I love WDW and I realize at that moment that my vacation is half over....I still cry now just remembering.
After the fireworks, we gather ourselves and decide to not join the mass exit. After all, the park is still open another hour! So as we start to head towards a potty break at Cosmic Rays, I start to hear.....(in your best Paul Harvey voice) the rest of the story.
Remember that Quacking????? Well, when the quacking started during Wishes, DH2 decides that he's gonna take that quacker away from the teenager using it, so he turns around to find...................................(don't you just love suspense?).....................................................................
IT'S THE NON-ENGLISH SPEAKING GRANDMA BLOWING IT!!!!!!!!!! We all could have died! So after a couple of nice spanish words that I won't print here, she quit.
Well, while me and DBFF are in the restroom (by ourselves I'll add) we are pondering why in the world this grown woman would have been blowing that stinkin' duck call during an obvious quiet time when suddenly, DBFF has a revelation

the Grandma didn't care about the lyrics/narration because she DOESN'T SPEAK ENGLISH!

UGH!!!
(Sidebar: I'd like to add at this point, that we have no prejudice against non-English speakers, and if it would have been a 3 yr old kid, we would have all sucked it up and went on. However.....)
We head to Snow White and ride with NO WAIT! Then we walk straight into Philharmagic. What a great way to end the day! We go to the gift shop afterwards so that I can buy DS8 the Donald Duck shirt that says Crabby...(front) ...Yet Loveable (back). Aint' it the truth! I also offered to buy DH2 his very own Donald Duck Quacker!

He declined.
Coming soon: MGM on Father's Day!