Trip Report COMPLETED - (live) Building Castles in the Sky

Janir

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That 'mad face' is so adorable! LOL!! She does a great Tinkerbell.
 

Janir

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Guy: so if your husband active duty?
Me: *stinkface* No.
Guy: that's too bad. This SOG head a great price for military people. Have you ever been able to stay here with the military special?
Me: Yes.
Guy: oh!! Was your ex husband active duty?!
Me: *more stinkface* No.
Guy: boyfriend???
Me: No. πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’
Guy: well maybe one day you can come here with a veteran... It's really nice!!

We had such a great day and I didn't let my aggravation at this guy ruin that, but please don't ever be that guy. I can't tell you how many times people ask me if I'm driving my husband's car because i have army plates. Thousands of women serve. We earn veteran status on by our little selves πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ /Rant πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
<facepalm>
REALLY?!?! Some jackwagon just assumed in an open conversation with someone he didn't know that you were just some army wife on vacation and maybe not a veteran in your own right?! I find that appalling assumption to make in public with someone you casually just met. Talk about "That Guy" and not it the good Laughing Floor kinda of way either.
 

TheMouseFan

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Day three:

A woke up a hot mess, even though i let her sleep until she naturally woke up. By the time we made it to the bus stop it already feels like I was on survival mode, and I wasn't sure how i was going to turn it around. We had a couple reservations we *had* to keep, but otherwise i could cut the day short if we needed to. So we headed to Epcot to make the long trek to the boardwalk. Originally I thought we could do a ride or two along the walk, but with A breaking down every few minutes and the security line taking twenty minutes, we didn't end up having time for anything but walking. And walking. And walking.

When we finally made it, I was dripping sweat πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ so of course we had to cram ourselves into a tiny enclosed space in the direct sunlight with a black freaking curtain πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
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Both of those smiles are as fake as they look πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

We checked in to Trattoria al Forno and i just wanted to stand still in the AC a little bit. I wanted A to stop touching me and stop falling apart and just.... Be. She's amazing 99% of the time, but sometimes just wakes up wrong and it's too much. They have a gift kiosk at the front of the restaurant that has lots of sparkly spinning light up princess crap. A wanted it. I said no. So we spent our ten minute wait like this:
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We got sat at a two top table. A does surprisingly well at restaurants but always wanted to sit next to me. Disney is not set up for this and we've been at a lot of two tops that sit us on opposite sides of the table. Plus TaF has a million things on the table when you sit down and for some reason give your child the world's largest placement to color.

Knocked over plates. Spilled orange juice. Almost dropped plate. Dropped stuffed animal. Finally i told her to just catch a bubble and don't move. Our waitress came over and was really great. She entertained A while i organized things better and took away everything from the table that we didn't need. She was amazing. She said "it usually gets better when the characters come out" and she was thankfully correct.

I had the shipwreck calzone
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A had the fruit and sausage but not one bite of the character waffles
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Mercifully, one by one the characters came out and distracted A enough to stop whining about every tiny thing. When it was time for the parade around the floor, our waitress was the real MVP because without hesitation she came up and grabbed A and did the entire parade with her
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After the parade, A was in better spirits. Still whiny, but at least now she was ready to meet some princesses and princes
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And i could breathe a little easier too, having cooled down in the AC and had some precious minutes alone during the parade πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I love this kid and i miss her every second I'm not with her, but this morning wasn't our morning πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
Gotta love those days when you just don't like your kid!! You always love them, but man they sure know how to push our buttons some days!! Hope your day improved greatly!
 

LisaBelle

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The pirate cruise looked like so much fun! A really is a great Tinkerbell! The interaction with Peter Pan was adorable. The fireworks story is precious. Sorry A woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I hate to say it but I laughed out loud at your misery. Never funny when it’s you, but the drama of a 4 year old πŸ€¦πŸ½β€β™€οΈ. Hope the rest of your day went smoothly!
 

MySmallWorldof4

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he told me that every firework has a story about it's life and it's family. The ones that explode together are sisters and brothers and friends that want to stay together forever and love each other. The ones that explode all alone need our friendship. But before you think she's too sweetπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ the ones that leave a trail of light as they go up into the sky, those ones are pooping
Aside from discussing poop, the other statements she made are very profound coming out of the mouth of a 4 year old.
 

MySmallWorldof4

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She wanted to show him her pirate duck πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ and her dress....
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R and her husband also too a picture for us in the Mickey ears!!
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With an over tired, over stimulated, sugared up tiny human, we said our goodbyes to @Rista1313 and her husband and headed for the starting point to grab our stroller. I'm glad we got to meet them, and saying goodbye would been sad but we do get to see them again in a couple days ❀ we got all the way back to where you check in for the pirate cruise the place completely empty. No pirates. No skeletons. No strollers.

We locate a CM a little panicked, and she looks at me like I'm an idiot says "you didn't see them down by Peter Pan?!?" No, no i did not. Peter was a little distracting and it was dark, thank you very much πŸ˜’πŸ˜’ So we went alllllll the way back down and indeed find our stroller. It would be helpful if they had mentioned that as we were leaving the boat 🀷🀷

Of course we *HAD* to get in line for Peter Pan again πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ this time with our wings on...
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A: do you remember when you wanted Wendy to fly and you grabbed Tinkerbell and shook her really hard?!
PP: yeah!! Like a salt shaker!!
A: why did you do that?!
PP: well she's covered in so much pixie dust that it comes right off of her when you shake her!!
A: wellllll....... Don't do that to me.... I'm not the real Tinkerbell and i don't want you to shake me!!
PP okay stinkerbell! How about we get a picture!!
A: you know.... The real Tinkerbell doesn't like Wendy!!
PP: yeah, she gets a little jealous someone's!
A: well I'm going to make a mad face because you make the real Tinkerbell mad with Wendy!!

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We say our goodbyes again and head back inside and start going up the escalator. We get about halfway up and along comes Peter Pan. He jogs along side us for a few steps and then says "race ya" and runs up the steps. As we get to the top of the escalator he says "i ALWAYS win a race!!" And A replies, yeah?! Well i can jump higher!! And the two of them have a jumping contest. He of course let A win because he can fly πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

When we got to the bag check for the monorail I warned the guard it was basically a bag full of chocolate coins πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ he was still surprised how many we grabbed πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ and he said "well, you guys earned this plunder!!" πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I wouldn't have taken so many except A kept asking for them, the CM encouraged it, and nobody else was grabbing them!!

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We did end up with a lot though πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
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It was difficult finding room on monorail to the TTC, but we're made it there and then waited forever for our bus with a bunch of other families and their melting kids. There were two guys sitting on the rail next to us and one of them started talking to me

Guy: so if your husband active duty?
Me: *stinkface* No.
Guy: that's too bad. This SOG head a great price for military people. Have you ever been able to stay here with the military special?
Me: Yes.
Guy: oh!! Was your ex husband active duty?!
Me: *more stinkface* No.
Guy: boyfriend???
Me: No. πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜’
Guy: well maybe one day you can come here with a veteran... It's really nice!!

We had such a great day and I didn't let my aggravation at this guy ruin that, but please don't ever be that guy. I can't tell you how many times people ask me if I'm driving my husband's car because i have army plates. Thousands of women serve. We earn veteran status on by our little selves πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ /Rant πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

After an uneventful bus ride home, A curled up with her new dog and went right to sleep. I went to sleep shortly after accidentally doing this πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
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I think i ate like fifteen of those πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ chocolates version of pistachios πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ shell before you eat πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
My kids would have plundered those chocolate coins too.
That guy? What an idiot.
 

MySmallWorldof4

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A word about the purse grapes.... I ended up grabbing five bags of purse grapes to snack on during the cruise. Two of them went overboard. One because it was slimy and mushy and the other because it was actually moldy. I left the others in my bag because my appetite for them at that point was gone. When i got back to the room i pulled out the other three. They looked like this:
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Moldy. Slimy. Gross. And two full weeks past their expiration date. Disgusting.

You can do better than this, Disney.
One of my dd's used to always get the grapes, and then she noticed that they were just not as fresh as the grocery store ones we buy. Like you described, they were slimy and moldy. We usually skip getting them.
 

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