Stephres
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Hello, probably the only ones reading this will be fellow disboutiquers, so hi friends! After all the planning, sewing, bow and scrunchie making and panicking, we made it through our trip! Here are the players:
Tom: aka Dad, is a little, um, frugal, but loves Disney and wisely thought investing in the DVC would be a good idea;
Steph: me, Mom, the scaredy-cat of the family;
Jacob: the sweetest 8 year old boy you will even meet;
Megan: the one who inspired this tr title, a crazy lovable 5 year old
For your convenience, the chapters (I didn't think I would have this many!):
Chapter 1: Intro and First Day
Chapter 2: Epcot Day
Chapter 3: Fun at the World Showcase!
Chapter 4: Magic Kingdom!
Chapter 5: Animal Kingdom!
Chapter 6: Character Dinner and Roasting Marshmallows!
Chapter 7: Magic Kingdom Part Two
Chapter 7a: We Meet the Sisters!
Chapter 7b: The Day After the Sisters
Chapter 7c: Megan's Birthday!
Chapter 7d: Pictures of Strangers at the Magic Kingdom
Chapter 7e: Megan's Teaparty
Chapter 8: The End!
With no traffic, we live exactly one Finding Nemo movie away from Disney, so we packed up Sunday morning (March 30th) and headed off to our spring break annual trip.
I didn't know what we would be doing first, but I hastily finished a last minute big-faced Belle jumper for Megan and thought that would work wherever we went. We got to the Beach Club Villas and our room was ready early! So we unpacked and left for Hollywood Studios. Dad likes it the least so he wanted to get it out of the way early. I think I forgot to tell him we were going to Fantasmic later in the week so we would be returning. It turned out to be a good thing.
We ate lunch and then Megan and I went to see the Beauty and the Beast show while the boys rode Tower of Terror. I love that show and remember when Megan was little and was so afraid of the Beast. Hurry up and make friends with Belle, she would tell him through clenched teeth. Now she loves the whole show!
Oh, at lunch we ran into a lady I sew for! She had her daughter in the minnie dot peasant top I made for her. She loved Megan's jumper and it was so cool to run into her!
After that we poked around and went on a few rides. Jacob wanted to go on a ride where he wasn't faced with death (he so did not appreciate Tower of Terror), so we went on the movie ride. I wanted to watch the block party but Tom hates parades of any kind. To be honest, I am not a big parade person either, but we were right there and it was right there. It's not like we could just ram through people to leave anyway. The kids were getting fussy and hot which he used to prove his point about leaving. Ha! I bought them ice cream and they were perfectly fine. Of course, people were ramming into us the whole time, so maybe Tom had a point. Why would people barge right into a five year old watching a parade? Fortunately, the ice cream and entertainment kept her happy.
Look at those bows! Those are the best bows I have ever made!
After that, we did leave. On the boat ride back, the driver asked if anyone knew how many Friendship boats Disney had. Megan yelled out eight (at Dad's prompting). She got a cool pin (one to keep and one to share) and a card that said she was a co-captain. She held it in Jacob's face and said, now I can drive the boat whenever I want!
We got back to the Beach Club and got ready for the pool. Now, before reading CampbellScott's trip report, I didn't know I had an option regarding the pool. The kids love the pool so we go down and they play while I try not to have a heart attack making sure they are not drowning. I hate the pool. Not a little, a lot. I am sure the minute I lose sight of one of them bad things will happen.
So, I say, I am not swimming. I will go down and watch for a little while and that's it. See, on a chair I will have a better view of both kids. So we head down. Tom laughs at me, ha ha I am so silly. He goes to the bar to get me a drink because I am such a hysterical mother. Meanwhile, the kids are happily playing in the pool not ten feet away from me. Then they decide to play in the whirlpool.
I hate the whirlpool more than anything. If you haven't been to StormalongBay I will try to describe. It is a deep (too-deep for a five year old) fast moving whirlpool surrounded by rocks on one side so that the lifeguard does not have a clear view into it. Sure enough, they are swimming around and I hear, Mommy help!
There is Megan stuck, swirling around, unable to reach the side. I jump in and a very nice boy pushes her toward me and I snatch her out. She sits on my lap and sniffles while I wrap her in a towel and curse my husband (silently of course). Of course this is his fault. Megan is ready to get up almost instantly and tells me, next time I will try to stay closer to the side. Like I am going to let her back into the vortex of death! I make her sit on my lap so we can properly guilt Daddy when he gets back. What is taking him so long anyway?
Finally he comes back with a drink (I need a double at this point) with information that an Outback Steakhouse convention is here this week and that the bar was packed. I tell him about the trauma and how I had to jump in the pool to save her daughter (I think I am allowed to embellish, I did get my sneakers wet). I think I have found my excuse out of any further pool excursions (although I will do much worrying up in the room, don't worry).
After that fun (ha!) we got dressed and headed for Epcot for dinner. I was craving shish kabobs so we went to Restaurant Marrakesh. Unfortunately, the menu has changed since the last time we were there and we didn't like it much. Megan liked the bread!
After that, we headed to England to watch British Invasion. We love British Invasion and the kids love to run around in the maze. I wish they played longer than 20 minutes at a time (British Invasion, not the kids. They will play in that hedge maze all day if we let them). We stopped in the toy store to see if anyone was home and we ran smack into Alice!
Megan asked later, how old is she? I don't know, why? Because she is very small, so she must be young like me! Alice liked her Bambi outfit and was very sweet about it.
Of course you can't go to England without seeing Pooh and friends.
Help! A donkey is eating my daughter!
After British Invasion was done playing we headed back to our room, where we watched Illuminations from our balcony. It was a great end to our first day!
Next: Epcot!
Tom: aka Dad, is a little, um, frugal, but loves Disney and wisely thought investing in the DVC would be a good idea;
Steph: me, Mom, the scaredy-cat of the family;
Jacob: the sweetest 8 year old boy you will even meet;
Megan: the one who inspired this tr title, a crazy lovable 5 year old
For your convenience, the chapters (I didn't think I would have this many!):
Chapter 1: Intro and First Day
Chapter 2: Epcot Day
Chapter 3: Fun at the World Showcase!
Chapter 4: Magic Kingdom!
Chapter 5: Animal Kingdom!
Chapter 6: Character Dinner and Roasting Marshmallows!
Chapter 7: Magic Kingdom Part Two
Chapter 7a: We Meet the Sisters!
Chapter 7b: The Day After the Sisters
Chapter 7c: Megan's Birthday!
Chapter 7d: Pictures of Strangers at the Magic Kingdom
Chapter 7e: Megan's Teaparty
Chapter 8: The End!
With no traffic, we live exactly one Finding Nemo movie away from Disney, so we packed up Sunday morning (March 30th) and headed off to our spring break annual trip.
I didn't know what we would be doing first, but I hastily finished a last minute big-faced Belle jumper for Megan and thought that would work wherever we went. We got to the Beach Club Villas and our room was ready early! So we unpacked and left for Hollywood Studios. Dad likes it the least so he wanted to get it out of the way early. I think I forgot to tell him we were going to Fantasmic later in the week so we would be returning. It turned out to be a good thing.
We ate lunch and then Megan and I went to see the Beauty and the Beast show while the boys rode Tower of Terror. I love that show and remember when Megan was little and was so afraid of the Beast. Hurry up and make friends with Belle, she would tell him through clenched teeth. Now she loves the whole show!
Oh, at lunch we ran into a lady I sew for! She had her daughter in the minnie dot peasant top I made for her. She loved Megan's jumper and it was so cool to run into her!
After that we poked around and went on a few rides. Jacob wanted to go on a ride where he wasn't faced with death (he so did not appreciate Tower of Terror), so we went on the movie ride. I wanted to watch the block party but Tom hates parades of any kind. To be honest, I am not a big parade person either, but we were right there and it was right there. It's not like we could just ram through people to leave anyway. The kids were getting fussy and hot which he used to prove his point about leaving. Ha! I bought them ice cream and they were perfectly fine. Of course, people were ramming into us the whole time, so maybe Tom had a point. Why would people barge right into a five year old watching a parade? Fortunately, the ice cream and entertainment kept her happy.
Look at those bows! Those are the best bows I have ever made!
After that, we did leave. On the boat ride back, the driver asked if anyone knew how many Friendship boats Disney had. Megan yelled out eight (at Dad's prompting). She got a cool pin (one to keep and one to share) and a card that said she was a co-captain. She held it in Jacob's face and said, now I can drive the boat whenever I want!
We got back to the Beach Club and got ready for the pool. Now, before reading CampbellScott's trip report, I didn't know I had an option regarding the pool. The kids love the pool so we go down and they play while I try not to have a heart attack making sure they are not drowning. I hate the pool. Not a little, a lot. I am sure the minute I lose sight of one of them bad things will happen.
So, I say, I am not swimming. I will go down and watch for a little while and that's it. See, on a chair I will have a better view of both kids. So we head down. Tom laughs at me, ha ha I am so silly. He goes to the bar to get me a drink because I am such a hysterical mother. Meanwhile, the kids are happily playing in the pool not ten feet away from me. Then they decide to play in the whirlpool.
I hate the whirlpool more than anything. If you haven't been to StormalongBay I will try to describe. It is a deep (too-deep for a five year old) fast moving whirlpool surrounded by rocks on one side so that the lifeguard does not have a clear view into it. Sure enough, they are swimming around and I hear, Mommy help!
There is Megan stuck, swirling around, unable to reach the side. I jump in and a very nice boy pushes her toward me and I snatch her out. She sits on my lap and sniffles while I wrap her in a towel and curse my husband (silently of course). Of course this is his fault. Megan is ready to get up almost instantly and tells me, next time I will try to stay closer to the side. Like I am going to let her back into the vortex of death! I make her sit on my lap so we can properly guilt Daddy when he gets back. What is taking him so long anyway?
Finally he comes back with a drink (I need a double at this point) with information that an Outback Steakhouse convention is here this week and that the bar was packed. I tell him about the trauma and how I had to jump in the pool to save her daughter (I think I am allowed to embellish, I did get my sneakers wet). I think I have found my excuse out of any further pool excursions (although I will do much worrying up in the room, don't worry).
After that fun (ha!) we got dressed and headed for Epcot for dinner. I was craving shish kabobs so we went to Restaurant Marrakesh. Unfortunately, the menu has changed since the last time we were there and we didn't like it much. Megan liked the bread!
After that, we headed to England to watch British Invasion. We love British Invasion and the kids love to run around in the maze. I wish they played longer than 20 minutes at a time (British Invasion, not the kids. They will play in that hedge maze all day if we let them). We stopped in the toy store to see if anyone was home and we ran smack into Alice!
Megan asked later, how old is she? I don't know, why? Because she is very small, so she must be young like me! Alice liked her Bambi outfit and was very sweet about it.
Of course you can't go to England without seeing Pooh and friends.
Help! A donkey is eating my daughter!
After British Invasion was done playing we headed back to our room, where we watched Illuminations from our balcony. It was a great end to our first day!
Next: Epcot!
I really wanted a picture of Megan standing next to it. Maybe next time!
I've already spoken to Santa. He's on board!
(Sorry Steph!)
. What a great trippie! I haven't been around the World at Epcot since I was in college and I barely remember it. 
Shocking I know. So I am really enjoying learning what to do there from you. I love the Belle and Bambi outfits too! Really cute! Meg is such a cutie pie! Everytime we see a pool, my kids and I talk about how "Megan in Florida" is probably swimming right now! 
Can't wait to read more!!! 
I finally noticed the very large, very red link in your signiture. 
At least one hasn't made it into the house yet... not for lack of trying on Jasmine's part though. 
