Soooo, I know I’ve been somewhat MIA, but I promise I have a good reason. I’m finally back – at least physically, if not mentally – from Orlando and a conference there, with more to be posted on my other blog in the next couple days.
While on “vacation” with my parents and wee ones, I had several ahhhh memorable moments, shall we say.
Proof that my parents spoil the wee ones:
Upon walking into our hotel room, Mister Man turned around to look at us and asked, “Where’s my bedroom?”
Granted, when my parents take us on vacation, we usually stay in a rented condo for a longer period of time, so having a standard hotel room apparently came as a surprise to him.
Upon deciding that she was finished with volunteering, Little Miss declared, “I want to go. I don’t like this place. There aren’t even any ‘lands.’ I want to go somewhere that has lands. And rides.”
So this is why so many volunteer opportunities don’t include four year olds….
Upon seeing yet another character at breakfast, “Grandma, did you order Daisy, too? And did you order and pay for Donald? I see them; I see them!”
And yes, that would be a character breakfast at Chef Mickey’s that my parents took the wee ones to, not knowing that they were in for more than a typical breakfast place.
Trying to convince Little Miss that it was ok to ride the teacups, as she is not a fan of “spinny rides,” Mister Man tried the logic of: “But I’m the Fear Master. It’s ok to ride because I’m the Fear Master, and I take away your fears. Fears: begone!”
Nope, it didn’t work, as evidenced by:
“Slow down. Slow dowwwwwn! Slowwwwwww! Dowwwwwwwwn!” from Little Miss the entire teacup ride.
And no, we weren’t spinning. At all. Fortunately, Mister Man joined me on the ride immediately afterwards where we spun as fast as we could the whole ride. Now if I could just find someone to ride the roller coasters with me, I’d be set.
Being directed to dinner at the Wide World of Sports, Mister Man insisted, “Mommy, don’t follow them. They’re going to try to trick us. Look, they have red light sabers; that means they’re bad guys.”
Uhhhh, no. However, I do think that it’s time to take away some of those Star Wars books.
Upon exiting Energy Universe at Epcot, Little Miss explained, “It’s important to never fall asleep for a nap while watching television. It gives you nightmares, and you’ll dream about dinosaurs coming to get you. Make sure you don’t fall asleep with the tv on, Mommy.”
Yep, that’s all she got out of the educational ride about how energy is created. Needless to say, she was very worried when she saw Grandpa the next day asleep with the television on.
There were so many more, but I can’t remember them. Maybe once I catch up on my sleep, they’ll come back to me. Even if they don’t, I know they will always be creating more.