Disney Day 1: Magic Kingdom…and Wal-Mart
Dec 2, 2008 Seeing the world
Yesterday began with the kids in the heated pool. It is good that it is heated because it’s not exactly warm here. There’s no snow on the ground like back home, but it’s unseasonably cold for Florida. In the 50’s and 60’s. Ick. I wanted to wear shorts and tank tops. But noooo…Mother Nature had other plans. Not that I’m complaining. It’s still nicer weather than Iowa.
After the pool everybody took a shower or a bath. Caleb ended up in the jacuzzi tub. As soon as I was done washing his hair and body I turned on the jets. He LOVED it. I left him alone to enjoy the bubbles and I few minutes later we heard singing. I’m in the hot tub. I’m in the hot tub. I’m naked in the hot tub.
We decided to hit Magic Kingdom yesterday since it was open to those of us staying on property until 11pm. The first thing I did was seek out a shop on Main Street for a sweatshirt. Brrr…. By the end of the night we ended up getting everybody a sweatshirt (at $50 a pop). And stocking caps (at $10 a pop). [The place where dreams come true charges you a heck of a lot for those dreams.]
Last time we were here, when Keaton and Justis were just 4 and 6, their favorite attraction was the Buzz Lightyear ride. We must have gone through that ride shooting up aliens and whatnot at least 45 times back then. This year the kids liked it too (but we refrained from venturing through it 4,000 times.
The favorite rides were the mountain rides; Space Mountain, Splash Mountain, and Thunder Mountain. We rode on Space Mountain twice (thank goodness for the Fast Pass option), the kids and Lee rode on Splash Mountain twice (I refused to go on because, hello, it’s in the 50’s and you get wet on that ride) and we took a spin on Thunder Mountain once.
We spent much of the day standing in line….for the Disney characters. There was virtually no line for the rides, but the characters all had lines a mile long. You just can’t fully understand the importance of standing in line for over an hour to get the signature of some grown up dressed up like a cartoon character unless you have kids. Getting Cinderella’s signature along with your picture taken with her is what Disney means by “making your dreams come true.” Of course, by the time you get up to said princess, the parent’s back hurts so bad from standing in line for a million years and your thinking about calling 9-1-1, but your kid is happy and that’s all that matters. (Motrin should totally make a commercial about that. As long as they don’t say I do it to be a cool mom.)
We ended our Magic Kingdom adventure at a little snack shop where the boys all got turkey legs. Big, HUGE turkey legs that they gnawed on. They looked like cavemen. And they started talking like one too. Me like turkey leg. I thought the turkey legs smelled disgusting, but the boys said they were awesome.
We didn’t get back to our room until after midnight. We quickly got the kids ready for bed and then off to slumber land (not to be confused with the furniture store). When they were sawing logs Lee and I headed to Wal-Mart. ‘Cause even when you are in the happiest place on Earth you sometimes need to venture to the crappiest place on Earth. I have necessities. And OJ is one of those.
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