He hit the floor like a sack of potatoes, smacking his face on the seat on the way down. On the hard, hard, unforgiving plastic seat.
He was so sound asleep that he let out one cry, and that was it.
I, on the other hand
You parents who are reading. You know how awful it is to see your child hurting. And how way more awful it is when its your own fault. And way way WAY more awful when its your own fault and it couldve been so easily avoided. By sticking to the flipping
plan.!
The good news, I guess, is that this was totally the low point of the trip. We hit rock bottom on the OKW bus at about 11 PM. Some of us, literally.
We got everyone safely back to the room and tucked into bed. I am feeling like the worst mother on earth (very different from being the meanest). And tomorrow is Mothers Day. I dont even know if Doug realizes its Mothers Day, and I feel so bad that I dont even care. Wheres the SpectroMama now?
Mothers Day dawns at OKW and, apart from a doozy of a shiner on one little soon-to-be birthday boy, were all doing just dandy. He doesnt even remember The Incident.
Over breakfast I received a lovely assortment of Disney scrapbooking materials and some yummy chocoloates. Seems like somebody made a secret trip back to the gift shop when I wasnt looking. And a Mothers Day
postcard. They had to get creative. Doug claims that he planned it this way, because he figured if he got something at home and packed it, I would see it. I think I believe him. Not that it matters. I dont need gifts. I just want to be treated like a queen.
They had all signed the Mothers Day
postcard. I made a fuss over Sydneys signature, pretending that her name was Scribble.
And thus was completed our vacation triumvirate. Meet my kids: Jingle, Crash, and Scribble. Or I so dubbed them, to their delight.
Today our plan is to go to Epcot. I am excited for Conor to try Test Track. I am
really excited for all of us to try Soarin. I had no idea that it was going to be so crowded on Mothers Day, at Epcot, during the Flower and Garden Festival. Seriously? I call myself a Diser?
Upon entering Epcot, I was presented with a carnation in honor of Mothers Day. Thats really sweet. Piper got in a snit because she didnt get a flower. See how shes got her grumpy face on?
She's going to make a mighty fine Mean Mama someday.
As far as touring went, my biggest goal for this trip was to see the stuff that was new since the last time I was at Disney. Which was in 1992, I think? When The Enabler was in the college program. Before Animal Kingdom. Before Soarin, Test Track, Rock n Roller Coaster, and Who Wants to be a Millionaire? Before PhilHarmagic.
So our first stop in Epcot was at Test Track. Because I know my car dude is going to love it. We get a kid-swap pass, Doug takes him and off they go. I am left with grumpy girl and baby Syd. I think that doing the KidCot activity would be fun. It wasnt. According to the grumpy girl. We tried walking around the store, checking out the insides of the cars on display, and playing hide and seek. Grump grump grump.
At last, the boys came back. Conor gave the ride two big thumbs up. My turn! Want to come, little miss grumpypants?
Can you guess what she said?
Right. So Conor was stoked to get to go on this cool ride again, with mummy. I made him promise to hold my hand so I wouldnt be scared.
We couldnt find Doug and the girls when we came out. What did people DO before cell phones were invented? There mustve been a lot of grumpy people sitting around waiting for each other, or more adventurous grumpy people wandering around looking for each other. Thanks to the inventor of the cell phone (Al Gore, was it?) I learn that my husband has taken the girls over to the butterfly garden and play area.
It turns out that this spectacular attraction that is only here during the Flower and Garden festival, is where little Piper found her smile. She loves to climb, do monkey bars, and the like. She is a gymnast after all! So while Conor and I were over being guinea pigs for GM, Doug was following the girls back and forth between the butterfly pavilion and the Sky Climber. This was what we needed to banish the grumpies.
She found her beautiful smile. All is well.
After we all reunited, it was time to meander our way over to Soarin. And I do mean meander, because it seems the heat has rendered us incapable of reading a park map.
Can't wait to read the rest! 
!!! Now does he have any scars? Tell him chicks dig scars & cars so he's in! He does have a scar doesn't he? 
I'm loving your trip report!! 
