Part 19: Magic Kingdom and the run up to MNSSHP continued...
Tuesday, 31st October, 2006
His face momentarily lit up until he saw the..... banana. No, lie I not, that's what it was. A f..., er, a silly banana

So much for the GF and the lifetime passes eh? I dare say, she was a nice lady and she was just doing her job but, though it was unwittingly, she just put my child through hell and almost shattered that wonderful mother/son bond all for the sake of a banana. *Sigh* [Of course, any non U.S., D.C., Peurto Ricon, Mexican, UK, Canadian etc (!!) readers out there will know only too well that we, being smelly Irish people with smelly tax laws are totally ineligible for any dream squad prizes anyway but my brain hadn't got *that* far at the time.]
Well he might be shy in company but (I guess like most of us shy types) he lets rip when he's back in the relative comfort of his own family so, as soon as she was gone, he turned to me and said "I would easily have said the right answer if only you'd have stopped looking at me and saying the stupid "three" thing over and over".

I told him that he seemed to be having trouble so I was just trying to help. But he said "no, you threw me. I couldn't concentrate with you there"

He got the "don't talk to your mother like that" line from DH and he said something like "I can't win". Looking back *now*, many months later, I guess he had a point.
But that was the start of it - for the next 20 minutes or so, things were very tense indeed. We had already passed the Stitch ride (hate him and his stupid fingers or claws or whatever they are on his stupid left hand) when DH, trying (*sigh*) to lighten the tension said "hey Garth would you like to do the Stitch ride?" and Garth said "yes, I would like it, but Mom said it's rubbish so we can't do it".

I had actually said that I had read that it was a weak ride but I also made it clear that it was up to the boys whether they did it or not. Garth said "well it's too late now anyway cause Mom said we shouldn't do it just like she said Stitch has three fingers".

There was one more 'Mom sucks' encounter like this, something along the lines of "I'm starving Dad but Mom said we can't eat no matter how hungry we are cause she has Tony's stupid restaurant booked and we mustn't ruin our stupid appetites" and then I lost it. I corrected Garth by reminding him that he, in fact, had a snack around 11 back in Toontown and the only time I'd mentioned the whole appetite thing was when he said earlier that he was peckish and I said "we'll be having a lovely lunch in Tony's".
I'll be the first to admit here folks that when I lose the rag I get sarcastic and I think, even back in chapter 1 or 2, I admitted that I exaggerate things, so instead of remembering at this point that I am the adult and he is the child, I engaged in a bickering session with him saying things like "I did not" and "you did too" and "no, what *you* said sucked" etc. I stopped short of sticking my tongue out and saying "neener neener neener". Not so much a bad Mommy moment as a 'lock her up and get that kid some counselling now' moment. It was that strange Disney park stress taking over again. So, in true 37 year old toddler-tantrum style I said "fine, you can all go to Tony's and I'm going back to the hotel cause clearly I'm just ruining Garth's day". Ok folks, I know you're probably ready to lambaste me now but, much as I'd like to say that we had a big family hug and I took him in my arms and told him I loved him, this TR should be truthful and at least I *know* I behaved in a crazy fashion.
Despite the stress levels, we managed to get a shot of the talking litter bin. Although showing a photo of the talking bin is a bit like dancing on radio I guess but here it is anyway complete with its minder dressed up for Halloween.....
The tension was unbearable and Alice obviously picked up on it cause when we were passing over that bridge leading out of Tomorrowland, Alice managed to get Wayne's new baseball hat off his head and threw it over the bridge, landing in a completely unreachable little mound of grass underneath us, home to quite a few other souvenirs and hats as it turned out. Wayne was very upset as he had loved that hat since he bought it the week before in the outlet stores. The good thing was it made me snap back into parenting mode and I consoled him, told him Alice was acting out cause of the tension between us, reminded everyone, even the still-boiling-with-rage Garth that every family had its moments and we headed, silently, to Tony's. Not before Wayne suggested that Alice should have to buy him a new hat. I reminded him that it would take her about 9 years to save up enough to buy him a hat so with a sigh, he let it go. I knew that I'd replace it though as really he and his brother are good boys and don't ask for much.
So we checked into Tony's and, instantly, everything felt lighter and happier.
Garth and I shared a smile and a laugh and I gave him carte blanche to order whatever he wanted as long as it was one of the 3 things on the kids menu.
Our server was wonderful. I wish I could remember her name. I told DH to ask her if it would be okay if we shared 2 adult meals between DH, I and Wayne and she said no problem. Of course I wouldn't ask myself but I had no problem asking DH to ask.

At the time, we needed to save that credit for another meal and as this was only lunch we (despite starving the kids earlier!) weren't very hungry. As it turned out, we had too many credits but that's another story. So I think we got some kind of soup to start which DH and Wayne had. Garth got pasta from the kids menu which he loved. It wasn't on the menu but they gave it to him anyway. We ordered a kids meal out of pocket for Alice - aren't we marvellous? Hee hee. Wayne had spaghetti for his main course which he said was delicious....
Dh and I shared a vegetarian pasta for our main course and had more than enough food. For dessert, Garth and Alice got yummy ice cream.
Wayne got a chocolate thing that he adored so we left him have one to himself and I ordered the same thing for DH and I to, ahem, share, knowing full well that he'd say "no no, you go ahead and eat the whole thing". He knows I love chocolate and wouldn't deprive me of it. It was really delicious with biscuit and ice cream inside.....
Here's a teeny video clip of DH and the kids that day (I was hoarse, please ignore my voice

). Note the music, the decor and the wonderfully uncrowded town square outside.
The atmosphere in this restaurant was terrific, enhanced by the beautiful
Lady and The Tramp music. When it came time to pay, I gave the server my room key with the credits on it and gave her my DDE card to put towards the out-of-pocket meal and the extra drinks we each had. But she came back with the slip for me to sign and said she hadn't needed the DDE card. I thought perhaps they weren't doing the discount and didn't want to make an issue of it so I just said that we'd now take the bill for the extra items and she waved it off and said "no, no, that's absolutely fine, no charge". We were so grateful - not that the few dollars would have killed us to pay but those little gestures mean a lot to me. We left a generous tip and then went to take some photos of the fountain, all happy again at this point, thank God!
The manager was passing by when I was taking photos and something flashed into my mind that I had read here on the DIS so we asked him about it. Basically I had heard that if you give them your autograph book they go out back to get Tramp's paw-print.

DH asked him if this was true and he said "yes, you heard right but right now Tramp is sleeping but he saw you come in and sends his regards". Isn't that just such a nice thing to say? I reckon they were maybe out of something or other that would have made the paw print thing impossible but I thought it was so nice that he gave us that lovely story instead of just saying no. If you haven't guessed already, I highly recommend Tony's!!!
I brought Alice to the bathroom to change her nappy and clothes as she was wearing most of her lunch and saw an adorable little baby in there with his Mom. He was dressed head to to as Tigger, all prepped already for the MNSSHP that evening! He was so cute, although I will say I did feel a bit sorry for him dressed in fur head to toe when we were finding the heat unbearable in t-shirts. But he was lying still in his pram so I'm sure he was fine.
See how quiet it was that day, even at 2pm?..........
We spotted Pinochio getting ready to do autographs so, as there were no lines, we went to meet him. Alice didn't know who he was. Strange when I think of it because, at her age, Wayne knew almost the entire script of that movie off by heart. Not that he spent his babyhood plonked in front of the TV, just that it was the only movie he liked and was totally hooked on it and, at the time. He adored it so much and could recite entire scenes from the script in an echolaliac fashion. Pinochio was very nice.....
So, tired but now very happy, we made our way out of MK to return to BWV. On our way out we saw quite a few people coming in already dressed in their Halloween costumes. Little baby furry Tigger wouldn't be alone! Here are the Halloween decorations out front.....
DH asked where the boat to the BWV left from and I just sighed. I mean, please, for the love of God, can't he even pretend to know something about WDW? Can he not appreciate my planning enough to not ask about boats between MK and BWV?

I reminded him that there was a few miles of road in between the Epcot area and the MK area so the bottom of the boat would get battered so he just said "fine, bus, boat, whatever".

We made our way to the bus (the boat was stuck in traffic on the highway) and slowly made our way back to BWV, via the Swan, Dolphin and Beach Club. It didn't take as long as I thought it would.
We got chatting to a lovely English couple who had just started their holiday and had flown out of London the night before in appaling British weather and told us they heard it was horrendous in Ireland too. We all let out a little "hurray" on hearing that! They were jetlagged but couldn't resist going to MK for just an hour or so but were now going back to the room to sleep as they had been up all night.
Another couple from Ohio were there too with their son, who was around Garth's age. They were staying at The Swan and were also going for a break before going to MNSSHP that night. The son and Wayne and Garth compared notes on their costumes and, as only happens in WDW, all ten of us (the English couple, the Ohio family and us) seemed to bond instantly and laughed about a lot of things. One thing that made me laugh inside though was when the Ohio woman, on hearing that we were staying at BWV, asked us if we knew that we were allowed to use any of the pools at any of the Epcot resorts. I said I didn't think we were and she said "oh yes, it's one of the perks, grab your swim gear when you get back and go and check out Stormalong Bay". Very nice of her but, of course, I couldn't help silently giggling at the indignance such a suggestion would have been met with on the DIS.
Tired but happy, and excited at the preparations ahead for MNSSHP, we went to our room for a little rest and relaxation.
To be continued...........