On the bus there was THE sweetest little baby boy on the way. To MGM. He was sooooooooo sweet. He momentarily distracted me. We played peek-a-boo.
For 20 minutes.
Segway.
You may have noticed. Unless youve been skimming. I LOVE children. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE their sweet little selves. I have three of my own. Theyre all growed up now. Though. Yes. Its TRUE!!!
I had them when I was twelve!!!!!!
Sigh.
And. Children LOVE me. For some reason. Can someone help a girl out and tell these folks why that might be????? Thank-you-ever-so-muchly!!!!!
And another thing!!! I must say. Right this minute. I have THE GREATEST APPRECIATION for The Disney Dad. Hes the Dad you see overloaded with crap. Backpacks, camera bags, coolers. Carrying the 75 lb collapsible stroller that refuses to collapse. Which also smells. And maybe a child. Or three.
As a mom. You dont really appreciate The Disney Dad. When youre in the trenches. Youre just looking for a pack mule. To share the load. Uh, I mean joy. Yeah, thats what I meant!!!
But now I see with a fresh eye. Holy Crap!!! Thats a lot of crap. They carry. And from what I saw, all with a smile on their collective faces.
Sigh. Again.
We took our kids to Disney every year. Since they could walk. Barely. In fact, on our first trip the twins were just 3 (ish) and the baby was a year and a half (ish).
Talk about a lot of crap!!!!! And Mr. Sheridac was a great Disney Dad. He did have one flaw though. He never could seem to remember to replace the lens cap on the video camera. Or turn it off. Even. As a result we have vintage footage of all of Disney World.
From the ground up.
But I digress. Again.
Yoo Hoo.
The bus ride took no time at all. Really.
BTW. Why do some people get their panties so wadded up about WDW transportation??? I mean, really. Once again I say. Youre THERE people. Not in your crappy, smelling office (oh. well. that could be just J) WORKING!!!! Good grief!!!
EMBRACE YOUR VACATION!!!!!
Plus. I find the WDW transportation to be not so bad. You get on. You get off. Not much thinking required. Plus. Youre not driving. So. You can spend the entire trip looking over your goody bag. Of park purchases. That you purchased.
That hour.
Or be like me. And play peek-a-boo with two-year olds.
Oh, wait. I guess I do both. Of those. TFI
Yoo Hoo.
The Power of The Tee plus my mad skillz prevail. Once again. The driver decides to pull right up to the entrance. For to deposit his precious, precious cargo.
Thanks Matt!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone Loves an Irish Girl!!!!
We walked up to the baggie-checkie area. For to have my bag checked. Which contained. My own precious, precious cargo. This:
See??? He really did go everywhere with me. Mostly. That is, until he started going wild and crazy. Drinking everyones yummies and dancing on the tables.
More on that later(ish). Oh, lets just say Chapter 12(ish).
As we approached the turnstile I had a thought. Im sure its the same thought you all have. No, not the did I bring enough pairs of shoes thought !!!!
The will this finger-thingy work or will I get stuck half the day in Guest Services thought. Like poor Sharkbait. Who had to pull out his ID. And show his age!!! Which is really OLD!!!!! BTW, if you havent read his TR, you should. Besides being really OLD, hes pretty funny too!!! Thats NEBO. Entitled something about screaming at the Pop. Maybe he was there the same time as me????
But I digress. Again.
You understand I did not have this thought for myself. Mad skillz and The Power. Duh!!!!
OF COURSE. I stepped right up. Put my card in. Wiggled my finger a bit.
And.
With an Everyone loves an Irish girl from the CM, I AM IN BAY-BEE!!!
B?? Not so much.
She put her card in. Wiggled her finger. Put her card in again. Wiggled her finger. Again. Put her card in. Wiggled a different finger this time. I think you know that of which I speak.
I reeeeeaaaaaalllllllllyyyyy wanted to go. Ahead. I LOVE the thrill rides. I could do them ALL DAY. I wanted to Walk This Way, Bay-bee!!!!!!
But I waited for my friend. It was the right thing to do.
I guess.
The CM took pity on me. Im pretty sure she thought I needed a visit to the loo. Or was a Tigger impersonator. Or both. Same difference, really. I was hopping up and down. At that point. Maybe. Just a little. Teeny, tiny bit. Sorta. Kinda.
Finally.
WE WERE THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lookie. Here we are:
(the LONG awaited reveal of The Tee!!!)
We did this:
Walk This Way Bay-beee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And this:
And this. Again:
And this. Again:
We looked like this:
(Look at that guy in front of me. What a snoozefest!!! Get with the program Snoozy!!! This ride is FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
And this:
Scream On!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Seriously. THERE WERE NO LINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I say again.
THERE WERE NO LINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shers mad skillz and The Power of The Tee.
Walk This Way Bay-bee!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But. We did the run-walk. Anyway. Cause we had a boat to catch. At 5:30.
Ok. To be PERECTLY honest. I didnt do the run walk. To RNR. I did the boogie walk. I even did it backwards. Too. And in circles. I do that. A lot. TFI.
In fact. If any of you were in WDW between Sept 28 and Oct 3, that she of caramel-y colored hair, short(ish) woman you saw dancing?? In the streets. On the rides. In the lines. On the boats.
Well. That was me!!! Oh. And I sang on the boats. Too. The whole lot of us did. Actually. Its THE best way to get the driver to let you off sooner. Rather than later. Especially if the song youre singing is.
Cumbayah. My Lord. Cumbayah.
Oh Lord. Im pretty sure. I heard the boat driver said.
But youll hear more about that. Later(ish). Oh, lets say, Chapter 32(ish).
Segway.
After riding both TOT and RNR 4 times each. It was time for dinner. We had an early(ish) ADR at Spoodles. Which we had to get to. In order to get back. In time. For Fantasmic.
So. We skipped (and I do mean that literally BTW) over to the Friendship boat launch.
As I waited in line to board.
I looked at my watch. And giggled.
Next Up: Sunset Is Paradise (In Spoodles) and Fantasmic IS Fantasmic!!!!!
And
Did Sher Get A Disney Surprise Like Hucifer??? (maybe!!!!)
Find Chapter 8 Here!!!!
NO WAY you can have "growd" kids! 
("Yes, I am Mr. Tidy Whitey and I am on a thrill ride").
