So, the reason I don’t have a picture of my kids *at* the parks is because I really only have my huge SLR camera and I didn’t want to carry it around with us every day. It’s heavy, and we were already packing a stroller, diaper bag, and backpack full of food to the parks. So, I decided to bring the camera on our last day at the parks, and planned on getting pictures of the kids then. Anyway, it just didn’t work out that I took many pictures in the parks at all, unfortunately. Oh well. I did take pictures of the kids with their souvenoirs, so that will have to do.
Speaking of souvenoirs, that reminds me of our Three Rules at DisneyWorld.
1. Jane had to hold somebody’s hand when walking long distances (she is very distractable, and we kept finding her hopping on one foot 50 feet behind us.)
2. You can pick out a souvenoir, but not until the very last day (to prevent buyers remorse and “I want that instead!” moments).
3. When one person has to go potty, EVERYBODY goes potty. Even if you don’t feel like you need to. (Despite them knowing and reciting this rule to me, every time we made a potty stop somebody complained about not needing to go.)
Rule #3 was a result of a potty emergency our first morning in the park. We started out doing the kiddy rides: Snow White, Peter Pan, Dumbo, Winnie the Pooh… and then moved on to It’s a Small World. I didn’t realize how long that ride was. I am pretty sure it takes the exact same length of time to go through It’s a Small World as it takes to actually circumnavigate the Earth. At first the kids were having fun, oohing and ahhing and pointing at the dancing/singing dolls. Then 20 minutes later, Kitty was bored and started pulling at the neck of my shirt and peeking down it to see if she could get a little snack. But, I figured we were pretty close to the end, so I just tried to distract her.
20 minutes after that, Jane declared that she needed to go potty. “Okay, hon, we’ll be done with this ride soon,” I said. Meanwhile, Kitty is yanking my shirt down as far as she can and diving headfirst into my cleavage with her mouth wide open. “Can I breastfeed a baby on It’s a Small World?” I wonder to myself. “Nah… we’ll be out of here soon. ” I handed her to Mr. Darcy so that she might not think about it for awhile.
40 minutes later and Jane is grabbing her crotch and emitting a high pitched moan of pain. I begin to panic because I did not pack extra clothes for anyone, and I certainly didn’t want to spend $80 for a new pair of Mickey Mouse sweats because Jane had an accident. Finally after what seemed like hours we reached the end of the ride. I put Kitty in her sling, grabbed Jane and ran as fast as we could to the nearest bathroom. I was in such a hurry that I paid no attention to the “Slippery when wet” cone at the entrance of the bathroom, and down Kitty and I went. That’s embarassing.
It rained all day while we were at Magic Kingdom. We had to buy Mickey Mouse ponchos for the entire family. It rained so hard for awhile that we found the nearest indoor ride we could and got stuck in the Carousel of Progress. Have you guys seen that? Wow… it was horrible. I don’t care if it was Walt Disney’s brainchild, they need to tear that thing down. Or at least update it. Bad bad bad.
Favorite Rides of the Day: Space Mountain (Lizzy and The Boy) Big Thunder Mountain (Jane. She excaimed, “I didn’t even open my eyes!!! It was AWESOME!”)
Least Favorite Rides: Tie between Carousel of Progress and It’s a Huge, Slow, Neverending World after all.