Just as a heads up as I start this post. We are lacking in pictures from this evening but I think you'll understand why as you read the post and then understand why I cried.
So we finished our Pirate's League experience and DS2 had gotten about an hour nap in. We were waiting to do the pirate parade, which is why I booked the experience so close to 4pm. But as luck would have it some ominous storm clouds were rolling in and you could hear the thunder in the background so they cancelled the parade. To be honest, I was worried that DS5 would be too shy to take part in it anyway but we were at least going to give it a shot.
We had a FP ready to go for Pirates of the Caribbean. (What else do you ride right after becoming a pirate?!) The sun was still out at this point though and since we knew it was bound to rain I suggested that we go get a snack and wait for the rain to get closer and then go on POTC when it was raining. So what do you get for a snack when in Adventureland?

DOLE WHIP PLEASE!!!! For some reason it looks like the tiniest Dole Whip ever in the photo. It really wasn't that small.
DH and I shared the Dole Whip and DS5 also go an ice cream (just vanilla...if he only knew what he was missing) and he shared that with DS2.

Aaaargh!! Brain freeze!!!
After we finished our ice cream we headed to POTC. It still wasn't raining but our FP was going to expire so we headed in. We went through the FP line and everything was moving along...until it wasn't anymore. The ride had broken down just before it was time for us to board the boat.

It's a bit dark, but why not grab a quick pirate pose while waiting?!
So we waited and waited and after about 15-20 minutes the line finally started moving along. As you can imagine, DS2 having just woke up from his short stroller nap was getting very antsy and frustrated. We got to our boat and loaded and then you would have thought it was the end of the world and DS2 started SCREAMING! It was decision time, do I stay on the boat with the child in mid-tantrum or do we leave gracefully while we had the chance. Some other people on the boat tried to get me to stay and feel ok about staying on but I just couldn't do it. I didn't want to ruin the experience for someone else. What if it was the only time someone could ride on their own trip. DH, being wonderful as always, offered to leave with DS2 so I could ride with DS5 but I insisted that he stay. They needed to complete their pirate experience. So a screaming DS2 and I took the long walk of shame back through the line and out into the world. Nothing it seemed would stop his tantrum. I was holding myself together quite well though...at this point.
At this point I turned and saw a good friend of mine that I work with and her DH. We had been talking all year about meeting up since we knew we'd be at WDW at the same time. Her and her DH were taking a trip for their anniversary. They are now "on the market" for adoption and knew that this would be their last pre-child trip. We both love Disney so much and it was nice to see them. Even if my child insisted on screaming the entire time we chatted. Unfortunately, no picture was able to come out of our meet but I'm glad the opportunity to meet occurred.
After DH and DS5 came out of POTC we headed over to the Jungle Cruise. At this point the weather was still a bit ominous but no rain had started to fall. DH was finally able to get DS2 to calm down. (He's usually pretty good at that. I'm mean mommy and he's awesome daddy!) We loaded up on our cruise boat and set off to finally see what we had been waiting for our entire trip...the back side of water!!! I was so excited about it I forgot to take a picture. That, and how can I resist taking a picture like this instead?

I love this picture!

Another Dumbo!!!
After the JC we saw that the Flying Carpets only had a 15 minute wait so we decided to hop on. Many people had started to clear out with the weather being iffy but it stayed away and never did rain! The boys LOVED the ride. Especially the spitting camel!
The boys were in good spirits so we decided to take the time to eat dinner. We got our food (burger for me...yum!, ribs for DH...too fatty!, and PB&J for DS5...same ol' same ol') and sat. DS2, who still hadn't used the bathroom, refused to eat and didn't want to sit and watch us eat. Tantrum #2 began and then DS5 told me that he didn't want to do BTMR with me (after I had switched it to that from a coveted 7DMT FP mind you). DS5 started to get very whiny. At this point I started to cry. So there was my DH, amazing as he is, dealing with a crying wife and two crying kids! God bless him! He stepped it up, talked DS5 into riding BTMR with me and agreed to take DS2 back to ride the flying carpets again. Have I mentioned how much I love this man? He always knows how and when to handle a situation when I can't.
After dinner we split up and DS5 and I went off to ride BTMR! We scanned our magic bands and were headed below and then the line stopped and we waited and waited and waited...again! I texted DH and told him to head to the store to get the boys some Mickey ears embroidered and that we would meet him there. After a bit of a wait a CM's voice came from above and said that they didn't know how long it would take to fix the ride. DS5 was once again at a breaking point so we turned around and walked back through the line...again. Sorry, no pictures since the ride didn't happen. Wish I would've taken a sad face selfie at this point.

(Don't worry we will eventually ride it on another day!)
We had a nice walk back up to the front of the park and met up with DH and DS2 in the store. As we were leaving we passed the popcorn stand and we decided to grab some since DS2 hadn't eaten, loves popcorn, and it is a natural laxative!!!

You'd never even know from this picture the craziness that had occurred!
We got back to the hotel and it was still light out. DS2 desperately needed to go to bed so I suggested that DH and DS5 head off for a quick night swim while I got DS2 to sleep. This worked like a charm! WHEW...what a day! It had it's ups and downs but was still a great day. Looking back now, the memories of the tantrums are fading and only the good shines through. Kind of like the pain of childbirth or getting a tattoo!

It's amazing how our minds can clear out the bad stuff and keep the good sometimes.
UP NEXT: Toys, toys, and more toys!!! A morning in DTD!