Between the camera thing and the bunny delivering I did not get such great sleep last night
also, I wont say who but someone was kicking me. I might be ejected from the Bad Girl club if I admit that! I finally awake around 7. One of the reasons for staying overnight onsite was to take advantage of the EMH at the water park why is everyone still asleep??!! To get everyone up, dressed, fed and in the car by 7:45 would require boot camp tactics.
So not happening.
On occasion I do feel bad for not letting Charming sleep until he wakes on his own. Not today. Maybe another time, say, when we arent at Disney! This is a man who is at work by 5 am most days of the week. He deserves a break now and then just not today.
Haley wakes up and at this point I realize we have no milk. Not because we are out but because I chose not to bring any. I am trying to get her off the bottle (the baby bottle people!) but must admit that I am pretty laidback in that area. With Samantha I cut her off cold turkey exactly on her first birthday, its true what they say about motherhood the second time around. Shes ok for the moment but we need to get some breakfast for her. Samantha wakes up and has a blast finding the eggs, going through her basket and waking up Charming. The Disney Dollars somehow manage to end up in Charming's wallet.....hmmm. I try to cattle prod them into gettin' a move on and finally we are all in the car. At this point Haley starts to have a meltdown. A BAD one.
She is hungry
and pissed
and crying not a great way to start your morning. Just lately she has started throwing herself around completely when not getting her way. Her Bad Girl tactics are already starting. Samantha tries to give her a toy, which winds up being a missile through the car. Please oh please get this kid some milk already! What was I thinking trying to actually parent and have her wean off the bottle?
Luckily we have to stop by the All Star Sports Gift Shop to return a cheerleading outfit that I bought last trip, which had the security tag still on it. Being the Bad Girl I am I convinced Charming to try and get the tag off
.he didnt want to but I batted my eyes, turned up the smile and said, please, just for me. To make my case a little stronger I pointed out that no alarm went off upon exiting the store therefore the ink had probably long since evaporated and it would be fine. The rate the kids are growing it would be too small for Samantha by the time we get back there. He bought it hook line and sinker.
I was wrong. There most definitely was ink in there.
The kind that squirts all over and brands you a thief for life.
Charming was not happy.
Anyway we had the receipt so I didnt expect any issues except for the lovely yellow marks all over the dress. I made Charming do the deed. For some reason I hate to return things, I always feel guilty. My sister on the other hand loves to return things and often has to upon realizing she spent too much money and now cant pay her cell phone bill. The best return I ever witnessed was when I worked the booth at Albertsons. One customer tried to return a burnt steak saying that the meat was to tough. Hello thats a user issue. I know you men think you know your way around a grill and all
.well Charming was the store manager at the time (thats where we met) and he took it back. Anyway, I sent him in to handle the return; I mean he was the one who tried to get the tag off right? I also begged him to buy some milk to appease my poor unhappy princess in the backseat or basically shut her up. Those few minutes seemed like an eternity but then whenever you have a screaming child involved it makes time stop. Charming returned the outfit
and my hero, got a small thing of milk for the price of a gallon. I filled Haleys bottle and all was once again quiet. Thank goodness!
Next order of business was to fill the rest of our bellies. Just what we needed bloated stomachs while wearing a bathing suit in public. Isnt that Cosmo Sin #27? My original plan had us dining at the ever trendy food court but since we were running behind schedule we chose to do the also fashionable gourmet drive thru otherwise known as McDonalds. This isnt just any McDonalds; this is the Walt Disney World McDonalds. The big one by the value resorts that often serves as a landmark to the Royal Family. Just dont take small children inside - trying to get them out is like trying to get a guy out of Hooters.
In my head I am thinking drive thru = minimal wait time = gets us to Blizzard Beach quicker. What more could I ask for? We pull up and wow only one car ahead of us - things are looking good. I couldnt have been more wrong. There was a tan color Saturn wagon with Michigan plates in front of us. One person inside unless the rest were hiding on the floor, which, in retrospect they were probably were too embarrassed to show their faces. The loudspeaker kept booming order whenever you are ready and he would just sit there staring at the menu. He then asked questions about every breakfast item offered and what substitutions he could make with certain combo meals. Is this guy for real? Dont they have McDonalds in Michigan? Its breakfast, no, you cant get fries yet, order the damn egg mcmuffin and hash brown and get a move on. Even Charming was starting to get impatient. I am not a honker but I was seriously contemplating lying on that sucker. Seriously. After a good 13 ½ minutes he finally made a selection and we were up to bat. Having already looked at the menu for 13 ½ minutes we were prepared. We finally got around to the window to pay Charming said something to the cashier about the guy in front of us and the cashier was shaking his head and laughing and said we get all kinds here.
I voted for driving and eating but Charming pulled into a space and we sat and ate for a few minutes. Considering the scalding hot coffee he was drinking I think that was a wise choice. I definitely wouldnt want him doing any damage with it.
The food - Lets just say I am SOOOO not a McDs breakfast gal
.give some crispy, been under the warmer too long fries and a nice cool strawberry shake anytime but the thought of an egg mcmuffin
no thanks. The girls had hash browns and split a bacon egg and cheese something or other. Charming had who knows what and I ordered a McGriddle
.first bite and it tastes like maple syrup. Not ever having one before I dont know what I was expecting but pancakes was not it. I think I thought McGriddle meant smushed on the grill kind of like a Panini? No matter my behind will thank me and now I can just have a jiggle belly at Blizzard Beach rather than a bloated one.
We finished up and headed to Blizzard Beach. I am always anxious when we pull into a WDW parking lot. As if I could, I am always trying to gauge just how many people may be there. What crowds will be like. Where well be parking. Will we need a tram? The BB parking lot is actually smaller than I expected and Charming doesnt get to play his fun parking lot race with other drivers to pass them and generally tick them off today. We were in the second row of parking but I could see a line of people outside the gates
.offsiters! This was what I wanted to avoid but no one listened to me. Oh they love to listen when its about eating or something they care about but waking early seems to be low on the listening priority list.
We get everything out of the car we are taking and load the girls in the stroller. Technically we could have gone to the front of the line and went ahead in but that would mean pushing our way to the front and without explaining ourselves I am sure the folks waiting in line would have not been too pleased. So we stood alongside them on the far right. You would have thought they were selling Bon Jovi tickets or better yet, giving out something free the way these people we acting. Its a water park for goodness sake. Theres no fast passes here, no character lines, no table service restaurants. Whats the fuss? There are only a few turnstiles and with no exception we chose the one that had people who either didnt know how to use their tickets or didnt know how to squeeze their fingers together. I, in fact, find that rather challenging. I mean it feels so unnatural. I just hope the guy in front of me didnt lick his fingers before he stuck them on there.
We put our tickets in and voila we are through, no bag check, nothing! I am quite shocked by this. I have been standing there holding the backpack fully expecting to be searched. I would think at a water park security would even be more stringent on the searches you know, girls in bikinis I could hear the stories now. I could have had a stroller loaded with beer, explosives whatever, no one even looked. I guess I look innocent.
Now none of us have ever been here before so we had no clue what to expect. The first thing we see is a large Gator - who is the measuring master! You know UF rules! A Nole probably wouldnt even know what its for - hed probably be hemming and hawing about not shooting the President or something! So Mr. Gator Measuring Master holds your fate kiddos. If you do not measure up you will be stuck with the less desirable tame slides. Luckily I pass with flying colors. Samantha gets right on up there and I am shocked to see she is just about 44 inches she is 3! Guess she is taking after 64 Charming.
I get a map and determine our best bet is to hit Tikes Peak and set up camp. Not that anyone has any option to disagree so thats where we go. It seemed everyone else wanted to set up camp as well so there was competition in the air. Who could score the best seats, spots and views for their family? Everyone was frantically looking around afraid someone was going to get something better. Charming had our spot even though I went in a little further and scoped things out. We were right inside the very right when you enter. We had an umbrella, two loungers and two tiny on the ground sand chairs plus our stroller. I have to point out this was a great location except next time I will set up down front by the kids water area so we could see Samantha without one of us having to get up. We didnt realize they had chairs at the waters edge. This spot was the big time - it was close to the bathrooms, changing areas and most importantly the drink stand. It was great for people watching as well because it was the main entrance to Tikes Peak.