Well, since DH's answer so far...pending my resorting to the use of feminie wiles...is a resounding no, here's what we're going to do.
Much like Anton Ego, yet again, I'd like some hot, fresh perspective.
Will ya join me?
Here's the mission. We can easily expound upon all of the wonderful reasons to stay at the Polynesian. That's easy. What we need is a list of reasons to stay at the Pop Century.
I think it will make me feel better.
Like Skittle hug better.
Because if I list all of the reasons that I like this hotel or want to stay here, then it will help me to get over the $1500-$2000 price upgrade, thereby saving my wallet, helping me to pay off the student loan faster, and perhaps guilting DH into staying there next year for my as yet unspeakable birthday. We don't discuss numbers, people. :::shhh::::
Alrighty.
Here we go.
I have stayed at the Pop Century for the past two years. It is comfortable. It is a known entity. I love that it is colorful and bright and full of other families with kids.
There are so many things we haven't done yet.
We haven't drawn on the sidewalk with chalk. Or taken a ride on the big wheels. Or played in the Goofy water jets. We haven't taken DS to play on the playground. Or even explored the whole resort.
I haven't walked along the Generation Gap bridge, or taken a picture of myself next to the year I was born.
I look forward to these simple things. I feel like as of yet, I have not given this resort its due. Even though I've stayed there, it's always been with family, and therefore, almost every moment has been planned. Although this trip has a plan, nothing is set in stone. Well, except for our ADRs. But, let's face it, there's always the possibility those can be changed once we're down there. I know, I know, it's free dining, but anything is possible, people. Remember Walt?

It's kind of fun to do the impossible.
So like I said, this trip is flexible. And I think that Pop will easily lend itself to that flexibility.
I love Everything Pop Shopping and Dining. Actually if you asked me to pick between the two, I don't know which I love more. Although, as I'm scrolling through this to proofread, I see I've devoted several paragraphs to food. I guess its obvious what I love more.

I love, love, love that store. I think it's the best of all the Values, and rivals some of the Mods and Deluxes. They have so much fun stuff! And I'm not a big souvie shopper, but I love to walk around there. And the dining, oh ho ho! The dining, the dining...how can I speak of it without salivating and frying the keyboard?
This truly deserves its own paragraph, or several as the case may be. I love eating breakfast here at least once. I know it's not scheduled in my plans, but I may sneak over one day and use one counter service and bring a platter back to the room for us to munch on. I can't do big time greasy, but I loooooooove breakfast on vacation.
I had an awesome sandwich here for lunch last year. I don't remember what it was but it was soooooooooooo good.

And I don't remember where I read it, but did you know that as dessert you can get an ice cream sundae? And they'll let you go back for it so that it won't melt while you're eating your lunch/dinner? Ahhh,

Never mind tie-dye cheesecake. Or unbelievably soft sugar cookies. Let's not discuss how much weight I gained on my last trip by getting a sugar cookie for a snack every night when we went back to the room. Which I actually had to hide from DS if he was awake, since he would automatically try to steal it. I am serious about my sugar cookies, people...never forget that.
And I love the nachos. Oh, the nachos. They were my early dinner of choice before
MNSSHP last year, and let me tell you, they were the right kind of fuel for piratey fun and trick or treating. Oh, so good.
I am literally in

thinking of all this food. Perhaps that has something to do with the fact that all I've been able to hold down of late is some plain scrambled eggs, toast, and rice.
Oh, I almost forgot! Silly me. I have a deep, abiding love for the World's chicken strips. Much like the Casey's hot dog, chicken strips in the World taste better than anywhere else. I have had them all over the World, and I haven't had a bad one yet. I think my favorite though, came from Gasparilla Grill and Games at the Grand Flo. It was our honeymoon, and DH & I had just gotten some dinner. As we were heading out, we caught a bit of the Magic Kingdom fireworks. That was an unplanned Disney moment. I still get a sort of tingling thinking about how we happened on that, and it's one of my favorite memories.
And I guess whilst discussing Everything Pop Dining, I cannot do it justice without paying homage to one of DH's favorite things about the resort, aside from its non-hefty price tag

, ah yes...
THE SLUSHY COKE!
Refillable mug + Slushy Coke = Happy DH
Happy DH = carrying of backpack full o' gear needed for parks with three year old, hauling of stroller onto various and sundry busses/modes of transportation, and doing it with a smile, all because of the Slushy Coke
Now, moving on to DS. I want to see his reaction at Lady and the Tramp. He is currently in love with this movie. I want to see his face light up at the huge Mr. & Mrs. Tato. When we look at my scrapbook at night, my DS can name all the characters on the Pop Century map I saved. He knows that hotel better than I do, I think.
I want to watch him play in the kiddie pool and get doused by the water flowers. I want to see him splash in Goofy's water jets, and ride a big wheel and color with sidewalk chalk. I want to watch him play in the sand on the playground and have a blast without the benefit of characters, or rides, or theme parks.
Because even though we're in the World, isn't that what vacation is really all about? Those stolen moments where your children are just children, and you get to watch it all. Unhindered by the realities of the every day world, and your real job, and how you have to work to afford health insurance because you can't imagine what life would be like if you didn't have it especially when you have to rush DS to the doctor's because he's not holding down any food and you're afraid you'll have to go to the hospital and get him on an IV.
Disney takes away all that. Even if only for eight days. Just me and my boys. I guess, in that sense...it doesn't matter where we stay. Because we're there. In that moment. And for that brief amount of time, I get to live in that moment, too.