How to turn a romantic, affordable trip for 2 into a ruckus.
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spokanemom
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This is utterly hysterical. Write a book. About anything. Please.
purpledisneyprncess
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Love your writing style. Very entertaining!!! Subbing in & hope you write more, soon. 
bethany0417
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I can't wait to read the next update! You are hilarious! BTW, I am a fellow hoosier. Boiler up!
TinkLoverSam
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OMG I just found your trip report and read through the whole thing... I love your writing!
Pair your family down to twin girls and it could be my sister and I and our parents! I swear my dad thinks we've all lost our minds most of the time and now we have to add my DH and my sister's DF... yeah we had a crazy time on our trip to DL in december, thank goodness we got 3 rooms
Pair your family down to twin girls and it could be my sister and I and our parents! I swear my dad thinks we've all lost our minds most of the time and now we have to add my DH and my sister's DF... yeah we had a crazy time on our trip to DL in december, thank goodness we got 3 rooms
MeanestMomEver
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Never, ever, ever did cool, crisp sheets feel as fabulous as the ones on my bed at the CR that day. This might be a first, here on the Dis, but this portion of the trip report is all about the beauty of the mid-day nap.
My eyelids, which weighed a half-pound each by this time, clanked shut like the lap bar of a doom buggy. I was quickly transported through a climate-controlled slumber that, had it been an attraction at Walt's Cryogenic Slumber World, would have been E ticket-worthy.
The only thing that kept me from dropping into the very deepest, most satisfying sleep was the disappointment of knowing that one has to be sound asleep to fully experience that sensation and, unfortunately, this causes one to miss out on the pure joy of being aware that you are actually on the brink of being ABLE to sleep as much as you can, in the allotted time, in a cool, comfy bed.
And don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
I'm pretty sure the Frozen soundtrack was playing over and over in my head as I napped, which wasn't horrible. So, to help you pass the 55 minutes while I was able to sleep, and because I really like writing song parodies, I've whipped this up, just for this report.
Let it Go (aka Let your cash go)
The snow glows white on the driveway tonight
But my summer clothes are packed and clean
A warm magic kingdom awaits me,
Where you can even dine with a queen.
The wind is howling and there's a storm outside
And my bank account hasn't yet totally died!
I can leave. I can flee
Head to the sunny place I always long to be
No more cold , no more snow
So what if it costs a ton of dough?
Let it go, let it go
Just toss your cash into the sky
Let it go, let it go
Why would you drive there when you can fly?
I don't care much
About saving for retirement today
probably wont liiiive that loooong,
And being broke never bothered me anyway!
It's funny how some distance
Makes everything feel so warm
And in case you haven't noticed
I rock the poncho when it storms
It's time to see what I can do
And give fast pass plus a whirl
Turns out it works just fine for me
cause I've never been a coaster girl!
Let it go, let it go
I can't stand the cold anymore
Let it go, let it go
Why not splurge on a deluxe resort?
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Til the rope drops after dawn!
My energy is running low and I really need to eat
I sprint to Crystal Palace, getting blisters on both my feet
I hit the buffet quickly,
pig out on sausage and bacon too
And I'm not even feeling guilty
When I see terror on the face of Pooh
Let it go, let it go
Charge the meal with my magic band
Let it go, let it go
I'll meet you at the Dole Whip Stand!
Here I stand
In the center of the hub today
Let spring break begin,
Being broke never bothered me anyway!
Coming up: Marvin K Mooney, will you please go?
And by the way, thanks for the nice complements. I don't want to reply to them one by one because I don't know what the trip report etiquette is and I don't know how to put multiple quotes on one reply. But sincerely....thanks.
And, no, I don't teach creative writing but that would have been a dream job for me. And yes, I am working in a book, on and off. I don't really know how to pitch it to a publisher but I might try. If not, maybe someday my kids will read it and have a few laughs. I guess I have it about half done.
So far, I call it:
What I Did Over Summer Vacation
And Other things that make kids miserable.
It's a memoir about growing up in the 70's and covers all the injustices suffered by a nearsighted, chunky, 10 year old teachers' pet. I put a lot of effort into trying to blend into the scenery, squinting at the blackboard and learning as much as possible from Beverly, the worldly, cigarette-smoking, platform shoe-wearing 4th grader. Truly, Paul from "The Wonder Years" would have classified me as "too dorky and too nearsighted."
My eyelids, which weighed a half-pound each by this time, clanked shut like the lap bar of a doom buggy. I was quickly transported through a climate-controlled slumber that, had it been an attraction at Walt's Cryogenic Slumber World, would have been E ticket-worthy.
The only thing that kept me from dropping into the very deepest, most satisfying sleep was the disappointment of knowing that one has to be sound asleep to fully experience that sensation and, unfortunately, this causes one to miss out on the pure joy of being aware that you are actually on the brink of being ABLE to sleep as much as you can, in the allotted time, in a cool, comfy bed.
And don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
I'm pretty sure the Frozen soundtrack was playing over and over in my head as I napped, which wasn't horrible. So, to help you pass the 55 minutes while I was able to sleep, and because I really like writing song parodies, I've whipped this up, just for this report.
Let it Go (aka Let your cash go)
The snow glows white on the driveway tonight
But my summer clothes are packed and clean
A warm magic kingdom awaits me,
Where you can even dine with a queen.
The wind is howling and there's a storm outside
And my bank account hasn't yet totally died!
I can leave. I can flee
Head to the sunny place I always long to be
No more cold , no more snow
So what if it costs a ton of dough?
Let it go, let it go
Just toss your cash into the sky
Let it go, let it go
Why would you drive there when you can fly?
I don't care much
About saving for retirement today
probably wont liiiive that loooong,
And being broke never bothered me anyway!
It's funny how some distance
Makes everything feel so warm
And in case you haven't noticed
I rock the poncho when it storms
It's time to see what I can do
And give fast pass plus a whirl
Turns out it works just fine for me
cause I've never been a coaster girl!
Let it go, let it go
I can't stand the cold anymore
Let it go, let it go
Why not splurge on a deluxe resort?
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Til the rope drops after dawn!
My energy is running low and I really need to eat
I sprint to Crystal Palace, getting blisters on both my feet
I hit the buffet quickly,
pig out on sausage and bacon too
And I'm not even feeling guilty
When I see terror on the face of Pooh
Let it go, let it go
Charge the meal with my magic band
Let it go, let it go
I'll meet you at the Dole Whip Stand!
Here I stand
In the center of the hub today
Let spring break begin,
Being broke never bothered me anyway!
Coming up: Marvin K Mooney, will you please go?
And by the way, thanks for the nice complements. I don't want to reply to them one by one because I don't know what the trip report etiquette is and I don't know how to put multiple quotes on one reply. But sincerely....thanks.
And, no, I don't teach creative writing but that would have been a dream job for me. And yes, I am working in a book, on and off. I don't really know how to pitch it to a publisher but I might try. If not, maybe someday my kids will read it and have a few laughs. I guess I have it about half done.
So far, I call it:
What I Did Over Summer Vacation
And Other things that make kids miserable.
It's a memoir about growing up in the 70's and covers all the injustices suffered by a nearsighted, chunky, 10 year old teachers' pet. I put a lot of effort into trying to blend into the scenery, squinting at the blackboard and learning as much as possible from Beverly, the worldly, cigarette-smoking, platform shoe-wearing 4th grader. Truly, Paul from "The Wonder Years" would have classified me as "too dorky and too nearsighted."
jenninaustin
Mouseketeer
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- Feb 3, 2014
Continuing to love your report. Oh - it took me a while to figure out the whole multi-reply thing too but right next to the big quote button there's a smaller button with quotation marks and a plus sign. If you click it, you stay on the same page and can click others. Don't feel obligated to respond to me - seriously - but since I was so excited when I figured that out I thought I'd share.
Ways we are alike (b/c I know you are waiting with bated breath to hear about it):
- I was a chunky 10 year old with glasses who was also a teacher's pet
- I have asthma which leads to headaches in the heat (Fun, fun, fun!)
- I love writing song parodies (My favorite is one I performed at work years ago called "Contracts Are a Girl's Best Friend" to the tune of "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" (I'm a lawyer, in case you're curious, but shouldn't be one. I try to make the best of the situation.)
- The way you described your nap is EXACTLY how it was for me the day my daughter went to the ER and I went back to the resort. I wrote about it some in my TR but you definitely captured my feelings exactly. Ah - sitting here at work as I write this instead of...you know....reading the contracts I should be reading....I'm transported to those cool sheets and AC. (Sigh)
Enough about me. Carry on!
MeanestMomEver
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- Joined
- Sep 30, 2008
Thanks for the info on the multi-quote. I'm mostly using my phone for DISing because my subdivision is in a sort-of rural area and we have stinking low-speed internet service from about 1975. With the build-up of our area, it's become nearly unusable. (And don't even get me started about our old fashioned cable TV service! Even our provider laughs and says, We don't offer cable anymore!). I mean we can't even order a pizza without getting booted off line.
Anyway- I seldom use my actual computer anymore and no multi-quoting on my phone- that I'm aware of. But I'll keep trying because, clearly, my adDISction from 2010 has returned, full-force.
And based on your report and your super cool maleficent shirt, we ARE a lot alike except you got that whole Reck-it-Ralph connection. And my only claim to Disney fame is that Crystal Palace Kate recognized us. Probably because we really outdid ourselves on the bacon.
For the record (since you're a lawyer and all), despite popular consensus, one actually CAN, get enough bacon.
As for song parodies, another thing in common!? Crazy!
Ok, counselor, do you or did you ever have the ability to rhyme at the drop of hat?
Oddly, no witty, rhyming follow ups come to me now. So Nevermind that.
I guess I lost that superpower.
MeanestMomEver
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- Joined
- Sep 30, 2008
Emilyswish
Mouseketeer
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- Oct 28, 2010
Loving your trip report! I can't seem to see the pics larger on my phone, but your story alone is enough. Funny stuff.
MeanestMomEver
Oh Boy!
- Joined
- Sep 30, 2008
After DD3 and I enjoyed our heavenly nap and an uncharacteristically speedy freshen up/clothing change, we headed for the monorail. We split one of those giant salted caramels from Germany-cot as we waited. As reported on the DIS, (thank you!) it was De-DIS-a-liscious.
My oldest daughter had to work the next morning so we knew she would be leaving that evening to make the two+ hour drive to Jacksonville. I was thrilled when she said she could stay for our 7 pm dinner reservation and I was able to add her, happy to be squeezing in these last moments with her.
We arrived at the restaurant in plenty of time and were greeted by my agitated husband. He reported that the two older girls were in a shop, deciding on which matching tank tops they should get so they can take a nice photo for me as a surprise Mother's Day gift. (Surprise! We'll be charging three shirts to the room!)
Their original secret plan was to re-create a Disney World photo from our 2003 trip. But, because no one took it upon herself to be in charge of selecting and bringing a photo, they had to abort plan A and go with plan B. They were going to do a matching shirt photo instead. I knew darn well this was cooked up by whichever one, or ones, of them wanted to score a free shirt. But I didn't really mind. I'm a sucker for cutesy photos and they mean even more to me, the older I get. I decided it was kind of nice that after dinner, they would pose for a photo before we said our goodbyes to DD1 and saw her off.
DD 3 took off to go assist with the shirt acquisition. Hubby and I waited at a table on the sidewalk and caught up on the day. He was looking and feeling exhausted. And that is not good. Tired hubby becomes crabby hubby. I know for certain that the only way to salvage this situation is to administer fatty foods, and fast! Thankfully, 7 pm was drawing near. But, of course, 3 members of our party are missing and we all know that's Disney Dining Taboo.
Then the texts start.
"They only have 2 of the shirt we want so the lady is trying to find us the third one."
Me. "Ok. Come back. Table is ready. Get shirts later"
"Ok, almost done"
Me: "no. Just come now."
"Ok. 2 secs"
Remember that scene in frozen when Anna is holding up her feet by the clock? Tick tock tick tock. That's me.
Remember that scene with Marshmallow, the enormous, angry snow bully? That's DH.
7:00 No daughters.
7:05. No daughters
7:10 no...
"We're coming."
Finally they show up. No shirts.
A long story about the shirts they originally planned on is shared while I think about the current time and do a little travel math. I wonder why it annoys me that my 27 year old daughter is leaving after dark for a solo road trip on a (gasp) HIGHWAY in this unfamiliar location and whether she has her phone charger. And did I remind her about the dangers of texting and driving enough times? And, for cryin' out loud, it's it SCHOOL NIGHT! Oops. I mean work day. She has work in the morning. Oops. I'm back to reality. She's 27. But sometimes, when she makes certain facial expressions or laughs in a certain way, she's still 5 to me. I'm missing her already.
We order and everyone loves their food. I had tuna salad because of course I'm always too hot. And I'm allergic to about 100 things. (Really)
Hubby had his very favorite comfort foods: a burger and milkshake, which either improved his mood or his blood sugar or possibly it simply left him too uncomfortable to cause much trouble. Anyway, all was good again and the Snowbully was back to being a prince.
DD3 had meatloaf and mashed potatoes which was heaped so high on the plate that it drew gasps of admiration from neighboring tables. And that's saying something. Because it's still meatloaf! She ordered the $6.99 Ariel Punch (hey, why not- dad's paying!) It includes a glow-in-the dark Ariel clip on which became the big hit of the evening.
She removed the glowing Ariel clip from the straw and wore it all evening in various positions on her person and, much like her father, was again content with the world because The Plaza met some need.
For the rest of the evening she got lots of attention because of the clip. And, as everyone knows, the baby of the family thrives on attention. Even when the baby is 19.
The glowing Ariel was especially admired by all the CMs at The Voyage of the Little Mermaid. They wanted to know where and how she got it. I'm guessing quite a few fantasyland cast members ordered the $6.99 glowing Ariel hair clip that comes with free side orders of red punch and happiness, at their earliest opportunity.
I'm not mocking them. There is something very special about Cast Members who are passionately enthusiastic about the character or attraction most closely connected to their job. Magic.
Anyway, back to The Plaza.
With a lump In my throat, I prepared to bid our daughter farewell. It had been a difficult month for her and I...
Oh. Where are they going? Oh yes! Fast pass! We rush over to Space Ranger Spin. Very fun and now so sad because she probably needs to get going.
No?
Oh, yes. The shirts. They are discussing the shirts again. They make a decision and even though they are already wearing matching Purdue tank tops, they agree that mom will just love a photo of them at Disney in matching Disney shirts. And they are correct but I can't help but worry about it being a school...work night and very, very dark.
After much discussion, they decide on and purchase matching Mickey tank tops. During that lengthy discussion and subsequent purchase, which surely included much browsing and giggling and sisterly insulting, hubby and I completely checked OUT of family time and ditched them. And we went around and did whatever... and it was great. Lines were short because the first parade was drawing near and we had a good time taking advantage of that, including additional spins on Buzz.
We meet up with the girls and we ask DD1 what time she has to leave.
"Eh, pretty soon I guess."
Now, we all know it's not going to be soon.
DD2: "What? We didn't do princess pictures yet!"
I'm thinking there is no WAY I'm waiting in a princess line again in my life. Not ever. I vowed that, like...back in the 90's. (Well, it was at least 2003ish.) I declared a complete moratorium on visits to Princesses, Chuck E Cheese and the Easter Bunny around that time. Period. (Santa, of course, is a whole different story.)
The posted wait time was only 10 minutes. And, I rationalized, I actually would like to see the interior of Princess Fairytale Hall. And I could at least hang out with my family while they waited because I was starting to get a little heavy-hearted about going from a party of five to a party of four.
So, you know.
Kudos to the princesses who are clearly trained in picking up on body language and visual clues like clothing because they know how to make everyone feel special. They asked questions like:
"Is everyone in your kingdom so tall?"
"Purdue? Is that the name of your Kingdom? All of you?"
(DD1: "Well, I moved to the Kingdom of Jacksonville but I still like that one too.")
And my personal favorite Princess-ism of the evening:
"Oh, the Kingdom of Purdue. I've never been there but Prince Phillip has. He visits that Kingdom quite, quite often."
These personalized and slightly silly comments leave my daughters giggling like six year olds. And THAT is why adults enjoy meeting characters!
Ah! The shirts. They forgot to change into the matching Mickey shirts for the princess pictures. They were still stuffed into my daughters gigantic purse.
Well, a late night ride in the Haunted Mansion would only take short time and we were headed right over there. Right after Wishes.
They did, at some point, change shirts and have some photos taken and I do love the photo and all the others from the trip. The ones with all three daughters are extra special because we only see our oldest a few times a year. I hate living so far from her but I love that she’s brave enough and confident enough to live on her own and take care of herself.
Her being at Disney World with us brought out the child in her. And that was absolutely wonderful. But it also brought out my longing for the old days of being a mom of three little girls. And I know it might seem ridiculous that we all kind of stepped into those parent/child roles at times, but something about being at Disney makes it okay.
Walking out of the park with her that night was bittersweet in the same way as a child boarding a bus to kindergarten for the first time or getting a driver’s license or graduating from college and moving to another state. It’s hard to let go but you know it’s time. We helped her pile her bags into her trunk and hugged and kissed goodbye.
And hugged again.
And then one more.
Hubby took a dozen photos as she drove her very own car away, headed to her own town and her own life.
I know this sounds corny and overly dramatic but I wanted to include it because many of you on the DIS will experience this. And I want you to know that yes, the magic DOES return and it really is just as much fun when your children are adults. Obviously, the fun evolves through the years, but it IS still magical.
Tune in next time for “Party of Four for four more days” or “One tantrum two tantrum, red tantrum, blue tantrum.”
My oldest daughter had to work the next morning so we knew she would be leaving that evening to make the two+ hour drive to Jacksonville. I was thrilled when she said she could stay for our 7 pm dinner reservation and I was able to add her, happy to be squeezing in these last moments with her.
We arrived at the restaurant in plenty of time and were greeted by my agitated husband. He reported that the two older girls were in a shop, deciding on which matching tank tops they should get so they can take a nice photo for me as a surprise Mother's Day gift. (Surprise! We'll be charging three shirts to the room!)
Their original secret plan was to re-create a Disney World photo from our 2003 trip. But, because no one took it upon herself to be in charge of selecting and bringing a photo, they had to abort plan A and go with plan B. They were going to do a matching shirt photo instead. I knew darn well this was cooked up by whichever one, or ones, of them wanted to score a free shirt. But I didn't really mind. I'm a sucker for cutesy photos and they mean even more to me, the older I get. I decided it was kind of nice that after dinner, they would pose for a photo before we said our goodbyes to DD1 and saw her off.
DD 3 took off to go assist with the shirt acquisition. Hubby and I waited at a table on the sidewalk and caught up on the day. He was looking and feeling exhausted. And that is not good. Tired hubby becomes crabby hubby. I know for certain that the only way to salvage this situation is to administer fatty foods, and fast! Thankfully, 7 pm was drawing near. But, of course, 3 members of our party are missing and we all know that's Disney Dining Taboo.
Then the texts start.
"They only have 2 of the shirt we want so the lady is trying to find us the third one."
Me. "Ok. Come back. Table is ready. Get shirts later"
"Ok, almost done"
Me: "no. Just come now."
"Ok. 2 secs"
Remember that scene in frozen when Anna is holding up her feet by the clock? Tick tock tick tock. That's me.
Remember that scene with Marshmallow, the enormous, angry snow bully? That's DH.
7:00 No daughters.
7:05. No daughters
7:10 no...
"We're coming."
Finally they show up. No shirts.
A long story about the shirts they originally planned on is shared while I think about the current time and do a little travel math. I wonder why it annoys me that my 27 year old daughter is leaving after dark for a solo road trip on a (gasp) HIGHWAY in this unfamiliar location and whether she has her phone charger. And did I remind her about the dangers of texting and driving enough times? And, for cryin' out loud, it's it SCHOOL NIGHT! Oops. I mean work day. She has work in the morning. Oops. I'm back to reality. She's 27. But sometimes, when she makes certain facial expressions or laughs in a certain way, she's still 5 to me. I'm missing her already.
We order and everyone loves their food. I had tuna salad because of course I'm always too hot. And I'm allergic to about 100 things. (Really)
Hubby had his very favorite comfort foods: a burger and milkshake, which either improved his mood or his blood sugar or possibly it simply left him too uncomfortable to cause much trouble. Anyway, all was good again and the Snowbully was back to being a prince.
DD3 had meatloaf and mashed potatoes which was heaped so high on the plate that it drew gasps of admiration from neighboring tables. And that's saying something. Because it's still meatloaf! She ordered the $6.99 Ariel Punch (hey, why not- dad's paying!) It includes a glow-in-the dark Ariel clip on which became the big hit of the evening.
She removed the glowing Ariel clip from the straw and wore it all evening in various positions on her person and, much like her father, was again content with the world because The Plaza met some need.
For the rest of the evening she got lots of attention because of the clip. And, as everyone knows, the baby of the family thrives on attention. Even when the baby is 19.
The glowing Ariel was especially admired by all the CMs at The Voyage of the Little Mermaid. They wanted to know where and how she got it. I'm guessing quite a few fantasyland cast members ordered the $6.99 glowing Ariel hair clip that comes with free side orders of red punch and happiness, at their earliest opportunity.
I'm not mocking them. There is something very special about Cast Members who are passionately enthusiastic about the character or attraction most closely connected to their job. Magic.
Anyway, back to The Plaza.
With a lump In my throat, I prepared to bid our daughter farewell. It had been a difficult month for her and I...
Oh. Where are they going? Oh yes! Fast pass! We rush over to Space Ranger Spin. Very fun and now so sad because she probably needs to get going.
No?
Oh, yes. The shirts. They are discussing the shirts again. They make a decision and even though they are already wearing matching Purdue tank tops, they agree that mom will just love a photo of them at Disney in matching Disney shirts. And they are correct but I can't help but worry about it being a school...work night and very, very dark.
After much discussion, they decide on and purchase matching Mickey tank tops. During that lengthy discussion and subsequent purchase, which surely included much browsing and giggling and sisterly insulting, hubby and I completely checked OUT of family time and ditched them. And we went around and did whatever... and it was great. Lines were short because the first parade was drawing near and we had a good time taking advantage of that, including additional spins on Buzz.
We meet up with the girls and we ask DD1 what time she has to leave.
"Eh, pretty soon I guess."
Now, we all know it's not going to be soon.
DD2: "What? We didn't do princess pictures yet!"
I'm thinking there is no WAY I'm waiting in a princess line again in my life. Not ever. I vowed that, like...back in the 90's. (Well, it was at least 2003ish.) I declared a complete moratorium on visits to Princesses, Chuck E Cheese and the Easter Bunny around that time. Period. (Santa, of course, is a whole different story.)
The posted wait time was only 10 minutes. And, I rationalized, I actually would like to see the interior of Princess Fairytale Hall. And I could at least hang out with my family while they waited because I was starting to get a little heavy-hearted about going from a party of five to a party of four.
So, you know.
Kudos to the princesses who are clearly trained in picking up on body language and visual clues like clothing because they know how to make everyone feel special. They asked questions like:
"Is everyone in your kingdom so tall?"
"Purdue? Is that the name of your Kingdom? All of you?"
(DD1: "Well, I moved to the Kingdom of Jacksonville but I still like that one too.")
And my personal favorite Princess-ism of the evening:
"Oh, the Kingdom of Purdue. I've never been there but Prince Phillip has. He visits that Kingdom quite, quite often."
These personalized and slightly silly comments leave my daughters giggling like six year olds. And THAT is why adults enjoy meeting characters!
Ah! The shirts. They forgot to change into the matching Mickey shirts for the princess pictures. They were still stuffed into my daughters gigantic purse.
Well, a late night ride in the Haunted Mansion would only take short time and we were headed right over there. Right after Wishes.
They did, at some point, change shirts and have some photos taken and I do love the photo and all the others from the trip. The ones with all three daughters are extra special because we only see our oldest a few times a year. I hate living so far from her but I love that she’s brave enough and confident enough to live on her own and take care of herself.
Her being at Disney World with us brought out the child in her. And that was absolutely wonderful. But it also brought out my longing for the old days of being a mom of three little girls. And I know it might seem ridiculous that we all kind of stepped into those parent/child roles at times, but something about being at Disney makes it okay.
Walking out of the park with her that night was bittersweet in the same way as a child boarding a bus to kindergarten for the first time or getting a driver’s license or graduating from college and moving to another state. It’s hard to let go but you know it’s time. We helped her pile her bags into her trunk and hugged and kissed goodbye.
And hugged again.
And then one more.
Hubby took a dozen photos as she drove her very own car away, headed to her own town and her own life.
I know this sounds corny and overly dramatic but I wanted to include it because many of you on the DIS will experience this. And I want you to know that yes, the magic DOES return and it really is just as much fun when your children are adults. Obviously, the fun evolves through the years, but it IS still magical.
Tune in next time for “Party of Four for four more days” or “One tantrum two tantrum, red tantrum, blue tantrum.”
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MeanestMomEver
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- Sep 30, 2008
Thanks so much! And thanks for reading. I have the same problem on my phone with the photos but I find swiping the screen to the right and then to the left enlarges them. Not sure what I am doing wrong, as I just learned to post photos recently. I'll continue to try to figure it out.
Oh, and I LOVE your photo in your signature.
SusieBea
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Oct 9, 2007
We're all having so much fun being sarcastic w/ your wonderful TR, but, of course, there's so much truth in what you describe. Our older daughter (the traitor who studied at IU - AND WE PAID FOR IT!!) was way too cool for Disney for a long time. She is now 32 and has 3 kiddos - she has come full circle and advises her friends on Disney strategies. When we bought DVC in 1993, this is what I was envisioning. The Magic continues.
MeanestMomEver
Oh Boy!
- Joined
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Well, you know those Kids that go to IU, they can be stubborn! ;-). Thanks for the kind thoughts.
Backstage_Gal
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- Apr 8, 2005
Thanks for another great update. That pic of you girls in the same shirts is awesome.
BellaBaby
(Im)patiently waiting for next trip to Disney!!
- Joined
- Jan 22, 2007
The photo turned out sooo cute!! I love the castle in the background and the Mickey shirts they picked are perfect!! 
You give me hope for a magical future with my own 3 kiddos; they love it now, but I know there will come a time .
Love, love, love the update!!
You give me hope for a magical future with my own 3 kiddos; they love it now, but I know there will come a time .
Love, love, love the update!!
lilwitch646
Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust
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I burst out laughing with the first post and had to read all the way through the end, and then I shared it with my mother who proceeded to read it laughing all the way. (I felt she could commiserate since I crash her and my dad's vacations to Disney). You're an amazing writer, and I can't wait to read more of your trip.
This is amazing! Great work!
I love that room! It's quieter than the rest of the restaurant and you have a great view of the lake. I know you don't get to see Wishes from there, but that's why you go out on the balconies and watch. It's just my favorite room there. But hey, different strokes for different folks, right?
This is amazing! Great work!
I love that room! It's quieter than the rest of the restaurant and you have a great view of the lake. I know you don't get to see Wishes from there, but that's why you go out on the balconies and watch. It's just my favorite room there. But hey, different strokes for different folks, right?
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