The next morning, Felony had forgotten about her appointment with doom. Just before leaving the room we had another firm lecture and family meeting. We explained that we would go to ASMo on the way to Epcot for Felony's arraignment. The next 15 minutes can better be described as the trail of tears.
Felony was screaming, I dont want to go to jail.
DS9 crying and babbling, Felonys going to jail, and she wont be part of our family anymore.
Mr. Clean wants to know if we will visit her in jail.
Im about to die laughing at the thought of Felony wearing orange. But still wearing my Mr. Potato Head angry eyes. Anyhow, we lead the trail of tears into ASMo where Felony had to tell the MCM- managing cast member all about her heist, and apologize. The very nice MCM thanked Felony and thanked us even more. Then she offered Felony a free pin
just kidding! Shes good, but not that good
I got the free pin! Actually, none of us got free pins, but that was still funny
no matter who you are, that was funny stuff right there! We did do some more bling exchanges and I bought an 06 hockey puck. Can someone tell me why ASMo has hockey pucks, but ASSp does not? You all will be happy to know that to date; Felony has not helped herself to anymore five finger discounts
except for the hearts of everyone she meets. Oh, but not one lady
.at Target who got on her about sticking her finger up in the spout of the icee machine. I was paying for three icees when Bonnie and Clyde decided to run over to the machine and display their lack of proper home training. Since I am so great at thinking on my feet, I squirted a little into their two cups (and hopefully washed out some germs), looked at them and said something to the effect of look you two, heres your icees, then I threw them in the trash. DS9 did get his and rubbed it in the best he could. All throughout the store, Felony and Mr. Clean, you could be enjoying an icee if you had not broken the rules. Dont you two know any better? Sometimes the best parenting is done without words. Or maybe I was just too embarrassed to say anything because then people would know that these three belonged to me.
Now we head to Epcot, home of our favorite ride, Soarin. We love, love, love Soarin. Did I mention that we like Soarin? As soon as we enter the park, P9 goes to secure us FPs for Soarin. With several hours to kill, we Imagined with Figment, laughed at unsuspecting people get hit with the jumping water, and have an uneventful viewing of HISTA. It was now within our FP window, so P9 grabs FPs for Test Track, and then we head over to experience Soarin for the first time. Did I mention how much we enjoyed this ride? After our cross country tour, we endure our science lesson of the day, and head back to TT. TT was good, but I had different expectations. Prior to both Soarin and TT, we used our line time to coax Felony onto these rides. I didnt have the nice lady from TN to help me this time. Nope, we were just surrounded by eye rolling and glares from the perfect parent patrol (PPP), aka those who dont have kids yet, but are determined to be perfect parents because they will read all the books, go to all the classes, and whatever
.yea, been there, rolled eyes, done that. Karma? Oh, I swore I would never prop up a baby bottle either! Tell that to a tired mother of twins at 4:00 AM who also has a 2 year old who no longer takes naps!! Now for a good laugh, imagine me having to stand in line with a bunch humorless people. Stop laughing, its not that funny!
After TT, it was time for the world showcase AKA country hopping. Here is where too much info hurt us. My PTA friend told me about the passport thing, which of course we had to do, so now we were on a mission to collect all of the stamps as fast as possible. We spent a little time in each country, but not enough to fully appreciate all that Epcot had to offer. And we were still under the impression that this would be our one and only trip to the World, so sans undies we go! DS9 wanted to see Mushu, so we were trying to dig a hole to China as fast as possible. So you are probably asking yourselves why we didnt just go to China first, or go to China and come back? Well, also armed with too much info
I knew the distance of world showcase, and I foolishly thought wed do just one lap. Silly Mama, what were you thinking? I wasnt thinking, my brain was fried from the Triple S battle
..my blisters were doing all the thinking. Furthermore, I wanted to finish up WS with the Mexico and Norway rides, and then stake out a spot for Illuminations
..as dictated by my obsessively compulsively planned psycho agenda. I also think we had picked up an unnecessary FP for one of those two rides, so we were trying to beat the clock because of course we didnt know we could return anytime past our FP time. We still have our EE FPs btw! After Mexico, the kidlets wanted funnel cake. Spoiled Mama wanted to stake out a spot at the exit side of the pond just as UG says to do because UG says that we will want to rush out of the park as soon as possible and not do anymore shopping or CM stalking. Does UG have a disclaimer that says you cant conquer the world and be the grand wizard of pin trading at the same time? Its either one or the other! If you are running to get in line for the hot rides, you miss good pins, if you stop at every CM for pins, youll miss the hot rides. (we never did get on Dumbo) Pick your battle! (Our next trip will be at a very leisurely, but strategic pace. Ill have to force myself to slow down because of 78 year old grandma.) Of course, being the good nurturing caring mama, I give in and we head back around to America for funnel cake. Instead of staking out a spot here, we chow down at the American Pavilion and then high-tail it back to Mexico. P9 now wants nachos, but I am out of patience. Sirius Lee man, you are working my last nerve! Or as I say to him, you are working my last nerd! No nachos for P9 and no seats for Illuminations. Im sulking as we walk towards the exit, and I cant even enjoy the sidewalk lights! I should have put myself into one of Twinkie Mamas mommy time outs! We spot some benches and have a seat to devour the last of our snacks. By the time Illuminations begins, I am still pouting, and I decide that since we cant have a good viewing spot, then we are leaving. And away we go
.but not without some more CM stalking! It sounds like I was pitching a real hissy fit, but I wasnt
at least not on the outside! If my kidlets had wanted to stay, then we would have. But they were more interested in hitting the pool again.
The saga continues: Last day in paradise!