nilla
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So here we are, Tuesday morning, and it's time for our 7th day in WDW, our 6th day in a park, and our 2nd day in Magic Kingdom? What will this day hold? Will we meet any more "first time" characters? Will Sonny Eclipse play "Yew Nork?" Will we
Whoa, slow down their, champ! It's still early! In fact, we've only now managed to get the kids out of bed. Dylan is showered and Emily is up. Duffy, on the other hand, had a nasty spill at some point overnight:
Dylan finds this HYSTERICAL, Emily does not. So they're at it, but we don't have time for this. Kristin escorts Em to the shower, while Dylan starts eating his chocolate chip muffin from Rix. Dylan, who happens to be one of the most clumsy (yet oddly coordinated) people I know reaches for his milk and spills it right on Emily's
* * * B A C K S T O R Y * * *
I failed to mention this on our Day 2 recap, then overlooked it in the "corrections" post I put out there yesterday, so here it is:
On the flight down, Emily drew a picture of I-forget-what, but the intent was to give it to Princess Aurora. She planned on taking it to CRT, but we forgot it. She was pretty upset over that. We told her that Aurora was very busy that night and had no pockets in her dress, but it didn't seem to matter. We then told her that we could mail the picture to the Character Dept. at WDW, and they would make sure she got it. Still not good enough.
So you can probably imagine the reaction when Dylan's milk splashed across the super-absorbant construction paper artwork. It was not good.
With Emily, not good means crying. A lot of it. Followed by clenched lips and a right cross to the arm. She's NOT happy, and certainly never afraid to go after Dylan, mostly because she knows she can and he won't (usually) hit back.
So it's about 7:15 and these two are yelling at each other, and we're about to lose it as well. We tell Emily her picture will dry, but Kristin and I both know that a milk-soaked drawing has about as much chance of making it out of this room outside a garbage can as the Country Bears Jamboree has of finding us inside of it.
Bad, bad scene, but we've got to get out of here soon if we want to make rope drop. We're giving this whole Rapunzel thing another go today, hopefully with better results this time.
We FINALLY make it out the door, but Emily is extra whiny after the artwork incident. Oh well, Em - suck it up, get in that stroller, and sit back as we sprint to Bus Station 2. Very short wait (again), and then it's off to the park. It's very nice that we don't have any stops after the CSR stations. To this day, we resent Fort Wilderness for making us stop their every day when we stayed at Wilderness Lodge. I don't know if I'll ever get over it.
I was about to say something, and then I decided that I won't let my own ignorance and outlandish assumptions offend anyone who has a more favorable view of Fort Wilderness. See, this Disney Transportation stuff gets in you!
So we're finally at MK, along with a good number of other people. Some, perhaps, from Fort Wilderness. Their legs are tired from standing on the bus, since the pretentious WL crowd wouldn't give up their seats.
But enough about that - here comes the Mayor! I resist the temptation to scream out something about Medicare during his speech, and instead put my energy to better use fighting off the inevitable tears that come right about now.
This opening KILLS me. Then again, so did opening scenes of Toy Story 3. And the Iron Maiden show.
But this part REALLY gets me:
Yep, that smoky stack can only mean one thing, and that's Casey, Jr. And Mickey. And a bunch of other characters.
The kids and I watch and cheer, then the countdown starts. Where is Kristin, you ask?
Who knows! She bolted for a spot closest to the rope right when we got in here, and she's on a mission....
Whoa, slow down their, champ! It's still early! In fact, we've only now managed to get the kids out of bed. Dylan is showered and Emily is up. Duffy, on the other hand, had a nasty spill at some point overnight:
Dylan finds this HYSTERICAL, Emily does not. So they're at it, but we don't have time for this. Kristin escorts Em to the shower, while Dylan starts eating his chocolate chip muffin from Rix. Dylan, who happens to be one of the most clumsy (yet oddly coordinated) people I know reaches for his milk and spills it right on Emily's
* * * B A C K S T O R Y * * *
I failed to mention this on our Day 2 recap, then overlooked it in the "corrections" post I put out there yesterday, so here it is:
On the flight down, Emily drew a picture of I-forget-what, but the intent was to give it to Princess Aurora. She planned on taking it to CRT, but we forgot it. She was pretty upset over that. We told her that Aurora was very busy that night and had no pockets in her dress, but it didn't seem to matter. We then told her that we could mail the picture to the Character Dept. at WDW, and they would make sure she got it. Still not good enough.
So you can probably imagine the reaction when Dylan's milk splashed across the super-absorbant construction paper artwork. It was not good.
With Emily, not good means crying. A lot of it. Followed by clenched lips and a right cross to the arm. She's NOT happy, and certainly never afraid to go after Dylan, mostly because she knows she can and he won't (usually) hit back.
So it's about 7:15 and these two are yelling at each other, and we're about to lose it as well. We tell Emily her picture will dry, but Kristin and I both know that a milk-soaked drawing has about as much chance of making it out of this room outside a garbage can as the Country Bears Jamboree has of finding us inside of it.
Bad, bad scene, but we've got to get out of here soon if we want to make rope drop. We're giving this whole Rapunzel thing another go today, hopefully with better results this time.
We FINALLY make it out the door, but Emily is extra whiny after the artwork incident. Oh well, Em - suck it up, get in that stroller, and sit back as we sprint to Bus Station 2. Very short wait (again), and then it's off to the park. It's very nice that we don't have any stops after the CSR stations. To this day, we resent Fort Wilderness for making us stop their every day when we stayed at Wilderness Lodge. I don't know if I'll ever get over it.
I was about to say something, and then I decided that I won't let my own ignorance and outlandish assumptions offend anyone who has a more favorable view of Fort Wilderness. See, this Disney Transportation stuff gets in you!
So we're finally at MK, along with a good number of other people. Some, perhaps, from Fort Wilderness. Their legs are tired from standing on the bus, since the pretentious WL crowd wouldn't give up their seats.
But enough about that - here comes the Mayor! I resist the temptation to scream out something about Medicare during his speech, and instead put my energy to better use fighting off the inevitable tears that come right about now.
This opening KILLS me. Then again, so did opening scenes of Toy Story 3. And the Iron Maiden show.
But this part REALLY gets me:
Yep, that smoky stack can only mean one thing, and that's Casey, Jr. And Mickey. And a bunch of other characters.
The kids and I watch and cheer, then the countdown starts. Where is Kristin, you ask?
Who knows! She bolted for a spot closest to the rope right when we got in here, and she's on a mission....
I guess her meltdown could have been worse. I feel your pain, though, because at that point in the trip I would probably just get back in bed and pull the covers over my eyes.
as usual. Loved the update. Such a cute picture of Em at age 2. 
