Remember that at the start of this day, I purchased a stroller. Remember that I was not the one who set up the stroller. This are important facts.
Ok so after the last show of Fantasmic the park closes. I am not sure what is going on with the buses going to Pop, but there is a HUGE line. We find out at some point that there is some sort of mix up back at Pop and they are all hung up there. Soon, we are told, we should see multiple buses. The line was well outside the queue and I think everyone was getting pretty tired. Adding to this was the fact that a lot of scooters and or wheel chairs were coming up. Each time a bus came, regardless of how recent the chair had come, of course the chairs/scooters had to be loaded first. This slowed the progression of the line.
Zoe is such a trooper. She doesn't complain a whole lot and takes most everything in stride. She had made it all the way through the day. While in line, she fell asleep. She was dangling out of the stroller a bit, she was so out.
Behind us in line was a couple of people. One was making comments about how much she dislikes children. The conversation was loud and we couldn't help but overhear. I was able to just blow it off. I don't care... my sleeping child was near perfect all day and so what if we are taking up some room in line with the stroller.

I did have to wonder why someone who hates kids would find themselves in WDW..but, I that was the extent to my investment of energy in the people's conversation. Kira however was getting hot, and frustrated. She was also feeling a bit like she had to watch over her grandmother and I think that bothered her.
Slowly we made our way to the front of the line (after multiple buses coming and going) I was attempting to let Zoe sleep for as long as she needed. We were all tired and honestly I too was moving slow. I had not removed bags, or fans or cup or Zoe...and remember...I had NO idea how this stroller broke down. I assumed it would be the three adults taking care of all of this to get us on the bus. Well, there were two of us. I got Zoe up. Kira began to try and hand off things to my mother...who was oblivious. She had been buying things (hence the bags) for her "surrogate" granddaughter and daughter.
- side note - My mom lives in a town away from her only two kids. She has become good friends with someone my age who has a 10 year old daughter. This woman and her daughter have become surrogate daughter and granddaughter to my mom. -
So lots of bags, hanging on the stroller...all that Kira is now trying to get my mom to hold onto. She is not getting that we have to move..onto the bus NOW. My mom also has a pop in the cup holder that Kira is also trying to get her to take. I am trying to carry Zoe and the diaper bag (ok, not diaper bag...the bag with sunscreen, extra clothes for Zoe and her pullups..etc) It is now time to break down the stroller. Kira has no idea either and it is not going well. The line is moving...we are moving...mom begins to just randomly drop things... CLICK..Kira gets the stroller collapsed and somehow hits moms pop or something and SPALOOSH.. Pop goes everywhere...Kira is now trying to pick up random items that have fallen and we are trying to get onto the bus. I think that it has been a long day and this is definitely the breaking point. Kira is MAD



and to the point of tears. (the people behind us and their conversation I think did not help) Meanwhile, (and I love my mother so very much...but

) mom is standing just watching us.
Thankfully this was not a long bus ride. We were back to Pop in no time. We got up to the room and Kira needed some time away from grandma. We got ready and took Zoe down to the kiddie pool. (thank goodness for 24 hour pool) I let Kira vent about all her frustrations of the day and Zoe (who got a second wind) played in the pool. I wish I had taken pics of Zoe running around, but I was way way too exhausted.
After the pool, we went upstairs to shower and go to bed. Zoe was sharing a bed with my mother. Now, maybe it is weird of us...but the girls and I...when we shower before bed we do not blow dry our hair. Maybe we braid it or maybe we don't. We do go to bed with it wet. Well, for whatever reason, this FREAKS my mother out. Now Zoe is upset. (my happy one...is upset) She doesn't want to sleep with Grandma who is being weird about the wet hair. Kira doesn't want to sleep with Grandma..well, cause Grandma has done made her good and mad. Kira will not sleep with Zoe because of Zoe's medical issue. Zoe lays on the floor crying...

and falls asleep.
At this point, I am so upset that I too am near the point of tears. I have put so much into this trip. I have planned for months. I just wanted everyone to have a good time. I start to feel sick to my stomach. I too then lay on the floor near the bathroom (in case) and fall asleep. I know...gross to lay on the floor..at least it was refurbished..so pretty new carpet. Both Zoe and I were not laying directly on the floor either.
In the middle of the night, I moved Zoe back up to the bed with my mom and I moved into bed with Kira. Now...middle of the night?. I fell asleep around 2am...this was about 5am and we were set to get up at 7am.
How will our morning of 9/3 go?
Next Chapter;
Discouraged, we start 9/3 in Epcot.