MarkLT1
Yes, that is a hidden Mickey on my dog's rump.
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My phone just did one of those on-this-day "memory collages" that happen from time to time. It just so happens, that it was my oldest son's first trip to MK (he was almost 3 at the time), and the first photo, was one of him on my shoulders, posing in front of the bathrooms next to Its a Small World. Now why would we pose in front of the bathrooms? Because one of the most hilarious moments of my life had happened just an hour or so before.
It started with one of the more dreadful (to me) requests a child can make in a public space. "Daddy.. I need to go number two." Oh boy.. here we go. We had just gotten off Peter Pan, and so we headed to the bathroom. A side note to the ladies out there- there are unspoken rules in the mens room such as "no chatting", "no eye contact" and most definitely "show no weakness," thus a trip to the mens room is usually a very stoic experience. So we get into the stall (the very last stall) and finish up the way-too-long process of getting to the proper level of undressed-ness, and lining everything up into position. All smooth so far. Just then, some poor soul who must have eaten something very disagreeable, jumps into the stall next door... the audibles were... not pretty.
And being nearly 3, my son didn't quite have any filter on what he would say. "Daddy.... uggggggh... that smells sooooooo bad!!!" followed quickly by "My eyes are stinging!!!" Then "Please, ask him to stop daddy!" At this point, the mens room rules of engagement were out the window, as the poor fellow next door starts laughing quite hard.. I'll leave it to your imagination as to what belly laughing in his position will cause.. needless to say, it wasn't helping the situation in my sons mind. "Make it stop!! What is wrong with him.. MAKE IT STOP!!" At this point every person in the mens room is laughing. My son starts crying.. I am probably red as a tomato.. Thats when I start whispering (too loudly apparently) "Hurry up.... are you almost done!?!??" which just ratchets up the laughter in the mens room to a new level. As we almost run out of the stall, and my son says "Don't we need to wash our hands" my only response was "We'll use mommy's hand sanitizer."
My wife, and parents were standing outside, with very puzzled looks on their faces. They could hear some of the laughter, and said guys were coming out of the bathroom, beet red and laughing. As I am quickly walking past them, my wife says "What the heck went on in there?!?!" and I looked at her and just said "GO!!!" A few minutes later, as I'm telling the story (over by the race cars), my wife and parents are laughing so hard we had to all sit down.
So what unanticipated hilarity has happened during your time in the parks?
It started with one of the more dreadful (to me) requests a child can make in a public space. "Daddy.. I need to go number two." Oh boy.. here we go. We had just gotten off Peter Pan, and so we headed to the bathroom. A side note to the ladies out there- there are unspoken rules in the mens room such as "no chatting", "no eye contact" and most definitely "show no weakness," thus a trip to the mens room is usually a very stoic experience. So we get into the stall (the very last stall) and finish up the way-too-long process of getting to the proper level of undressed-ness, and lining everything up into position. All smooth so far. Just then, some poor soul who must have eaten something very disagreeable, jumps into the stall next door... the audibles were... not pretty.
And being nearly 3, my son didn't quite have any filter on what he would say. "Daddy.... uggggggh... that smells sooooooo bad!!!" followed quickly by "My eyes are stinging!!!" Then "Please, ask him to stop daddy!" At this point, the mens room rules of engagement were out the window, as the poor fellow next door starts laughing quite hard.. I'll leave it to your imagination as to what belly laughing in his position will cause.. needless to say, it wasn't helping the situation in my sons mind. "Make it stop!! What is wrong with him.. MAKE IT STOP!!" At this point every person in the mens room is laughing. My son starts crying.. I am probably red as a tomato.. Thats when I start whispering (too loudly apparently) "Hurry up.... are you almost done!?!??" which just ratchets up the laughter in the mens room to a new level. As we almost run out of the stall, and my son says "Don't we need to wash our hands" my only response was "We'll use mommy's hand sanitizer."
My wife, and parents were standing outside, with very puzzled looks on their faces. They could hear some of the laughter, and said guys were coming out of the bathroom, beet red and laughing. As I am quickly walking past them, my wife says "What the heck went on in there?!?!" and I looked at her and just said "GO!!!" A few minutes later, as I'm telling the story (over by the race cars), my wife and parents are laughing so hard we had to all sit down.
So what unanticipated hilarity has happened during your time in the parks?