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1244.22 Miles from the Magic
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This story starts 3 months ago when I got the itch to start planning a new trip to Disney. Does it matter that we only went 6 months ago? Not to me
But let's not get ahead of ourselves...let me start by introducing you to the starring cast of this trip report:
I am the one in the middle...although my real name is Melissa, my kids call me Mama. I am 33 but have the energy of a 10 year old...I am passionate about many things and tend to get louder the more excited I get. I love talking and love when people get excited with me.
The one on the left is my 11 year old son, Michael. He is a loveable high energy child, but is a cautious little man. He loves to laugh, is super smart and loves Pal Mickey in the parks...he feels everyone has to hear everything Pal Mickey has to say. He has a legalistic attitude and MUST follow directions. Being that he has a high functioning autism Disney remains the best place for us to vacation as a family.
The one on the right is my little Elsa. She is 9 years and a bundle of energy (that seems to be a recurrent theme for our family). She is Michael's biggest advocate and loves all the noise at Disney, and likes to contribute to all that noise. She enjoys being the center of attention and loves to sing. If she can't recall a song she just makes up her own! She is similar to me and loves all the Disney parades, side shows, and the magic of it all.
I sort of badgered my parents into meeting us there.
Don't get me wrong...they love Disney too...maybe just not as much as me. They were looking to vacation someplace warm anyways
so it all worked out perfectly. Here are the lovely Grandparents:
The one on the left is my dad, Garry...but the kids call him Peepa...and sometimes Peeps (although he doesn't care for it all that much). He gifted all his children (and his two grandchildren) with a 6 day trip 18 months ago....that's when the extreme excitement (dare I say obsession) with Disney started for me. He loves the Disney magic as much if not more than we do. He takes the time to sit for the parades and call me crazy, but I think he feels like a kid when he is there! He once pushed my mom in a wheelchair all over Disney for a week following a serious surgery she had 2 weeks earlier. Dedicated...oh yes he is!
The one on the right is my mom, Donna...but the kids call her Meema...and sometimes the Meems (she doesn't mind that at all). She is a selfless go-with-the-flow Disney-er. I have definite ideas of plans...and she willingly goes along with them. She came along with the kids and I on our trip 6 months ago...what a trooper! She ends up carrying most of the essentials and is ALWAYS good for an anti-bacterial wetwipe!
She spends most of her time at Disney trying to walk hunched over whilst listening to what Pal Mickey has to say...not because she wants to, but because Michael needs her too...it is quite an obsession with him.
I don't fully appreciate how hard it is to walk like that until she is gone and I become official listener to Pal Mickey with Michael.
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Ok...now that you know us let's get down to business! I was so excited to be able to take advantage of the buy 4 get 3 free deal...this would be our first time staying on Disney property and I was thrilled to soak up the non-stop Disney stuff. This was going to be a surprise for the kids and let me say this was the hardest surprise to keep!
If you remember from my intro I love to talk and get excited...so getting excited behind my kids backs was difficult.
Meems and Peeps would be flying out on Wednesday and would fly back Sunday. The kids and I would fly out Thursday and fly back Wednesday. I knew the first question out of the kids mouths when they got over the total shock would be "are Meema and Peepa gonna be there?" And they did not disapoint.
So after a few months of planning and preparing the big day finally came. The kids woke up Thursday morning with only school on their minds. We sat down to eat bacon and eggs. I had trading pins hiding in each hand under the table and said "I don't really want to go to work today." They kept eating their eggs...so I pulled out the pins and said "I have these pins...does anyone want to trade with me?". They kept eating their eggs...so I said "No? Well let's go to Disney for the next week and trade them there!!!!!!!" They both looked at me like I had lost my mind. And these were the reactions:
There was so much disbelief (I have never taken them out of school before...so I can understand their shock) so I told them to run upstairs and see all the luggage packed and ready.
...and then it started to sink in:
And that is the start of our trip...the kids didn't have to wait too long because within the hour my mother-in-law came to take us to the airport...and that is where we lost one of the kids...
Next up...how does one loose a child in the Orlando Airport?


I am the one in the middle...although my real name is Melissa, my kids call me Mama. I am 33 but have the energy of a 10 year old...I am passionate about many things and tend to get louder the more excited I get. I love talking and love when people get excited with me.

The one on the left is my 11 year old son, Michael. He is a loveable high energy child, but is a cautious little man. He loves to laugh, is super smart and loves Pal Mickey in the parks...he feels everyone has to hear everything Pal Mickey has to say. He has a legalistic attitude and MUST follow directions. Being that he has a high functioning autism Disney remains the best place for us to vacation as a family.

The one on the right is my little Elsa. She is 9 years and a bundle of energy (that seems to be a recurrent theme for our family). She is Michael's biggest advocate and loves all the noise at Disney, and likes to contribute to all that noise. She enjoys being the center of attention and loves to sing. If she can't recall a song she just makes up her own! She is similar to me and loves all the Disney parades, side shows, and the magic of it all.

I sort of badgered my parents into meeting us there.



The one on the left is my dad, Garry...but the kids call him Peepa...and sometimes Peeps (although he doesn't care for it all that much). He gifted all his children (and his two grandchildren) with a 6 day trip 18 months ago....that's when the extreme excitement (dare I say obsession) with Disney started for me. He loves the Disney magic as much if not more than we do. He takes the time to sit for the parades and call me crazy, but I think he feels like a kid when he is there! He once pushed my mom in a wheelchair all over Disney for a week following a serious surgery she had 2 weeks earlier. Dedicated...oh yes he is!
The one on the right is my mom, Donna...but the kids call her Meema...and sometimes the Meems (she doesn't mind that at all). She is a selfless go-with-the-flow Disney-er. I have definite ideas of plans...and she willingly goes along with them. She came along with the kids and I on our trip 6 months ago...what a trooper! She ends up carrying most of the essentials and is ALWAYS good for an anti-bacterial wetwipe!


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Ok...now that you know us let's get down to business! I was so excited to be able to take advantage of the buy 4 get 3 free deal...this would be our first time staying on Disney property and I was thrilled to soak up the non-stop Disney stuff. This was going to be a surprise for the kids and let me say this was the hardest surprise to keep!

Meems and Peeps would be flying out on Wednesday and would fly back Sunday. The kids and I would fly out Thursday and fly back Wednesday. I knew the first question out of the kids mouths when they got over the total shock would be "are Meema and Peepa gonna be there?" And they did not disapoint.
So after a few months of planning and preparing the big day finally came. The kids woke up Thursday morning with only school on their minds. We sat down to eat bacon and eggs. I had trading pins hiding in each hand under the table and said "I don't really want to go to work today." They kept eating their eggs...so I pulled out the pins and said "I have these pins...does anyone want to trade with me?". They kept eating their eggs...so I said "No? Well let's go to Disney for the next week and trade them there!!!!!!!" They both looked at me like I had lost my mind. And these were the reactions:


There was so much disbelief (I have never taken them out of school before...so I can understand their shock) so I told them to run upstairs and see all the luggage packed and ready.

...and then it started to sink in:


And that is the start of our trip...the kids didn't have to wait too long because within the hour my mother-in-law came to take us to the airport...and that is where we lost one of the kids...
Next up...how does one loose a child in the Orlando Airport?