Bibbity-Bobbity-Boo

Saturday Savannah turned six years old. We really hadn't planned a birthday party or anything for her. I don't know why, we just suck I guess. We wanted to do something special for her. She is the middle child, after all. So...

A spontaneous jaunt to Walt Disney World was in order! We drove up Friday night and stayed over at The Walt Disney World Hilton and then spent the entire day Saturday at The Magic Kingdom. We had a birthday breakfast at The Crystal Palace with Winnie the Pooh, Tigger, Eeyore and Piglet, complete with a birthday parade around the dining room led by the characters, character shaped food and a decent buffet, autographed birthday card, pictures with each character, and cupcake with candle.

We rode a few rides and got our pictures taken with Mickey, Minnie, Cinderella and her mice, Peter Pan, and others. Logan and Savannah participated in performing on stage at Belle's storytime but Logan got extremely embarassed and a bit emotionally overwhelmed when he was supposed to be Gaston asking her to marry him. He had the double role of her father and Gaston. There were a lot of people watching him. I don't think he is ready for stage performing. Savannah played Chip and was all too happy to be on stage.

I accidentally took Logan and Savannah on a rollercoaster. It was Big Thunder Mountain Railroad and we had no clue what it was. We thought it was a slow train ride. They wouldn't let Hope on. That should have been our first clue, but in all of the mass confusion they talked us into taking turns with the older children so Terry ended up waiting outside with Hope. The older two and I slowly got up to the front of the line and I was still trying to figure out why Hope was not allowed to get onto a freaking train ride.

I asked the people working if this was even remotely a scary ride and if so then I needed to get out of line and they assured me it was not scary at all and that Savannah would be fine. Um. They lied. I hope they burn in hell for it.

It was a rollercoaster, a kiddie one, but still. She cried and screamed the entire way, "Mommy, why are you doing this to me?" and "Please, I want to go home right now." I felt so horrible. We were in the very front seat. I held both of them as tight as I could and made them just close their eyes and not look. I tried to convince them from second one that it was almost over and just hold on. I nearly lost my purse, her doll, and both pairs of Mickey ears.

Afterward, I kept apologizing and telling her that I had no idea and if I had known that it was a rollercoaster I would have never ever taken her on it. It took about an hour afterward to get her to go on anything else. We made sure that all of the other things we went on were slow non-scary rides. It broke my heart. Poor baby. Not to mention I don't think I am in any condition to be thrown around like that. I bet my surgeon would have shit his pants.

Just for the record, I am sorry Dr. W., I am really not trying to get my guts to fall out. I didn't know!

We watched the parade in the afternoon and a show in front of Cinderella's Castle. Some adults just need kicked for pushing their way around and crowding in front of little children trying to watch when it is standing room only. Fucking morons.

We walked. We rested. Then we walked some more. Then at the end of the day we had dinner in Cinderella's Castle. Cinderella was there and occasionally made a sweep through the dining room. It was pretty cool. We were up in the castle during the closing fireworks so we felt them but didn't see them.

Other than being hot and feeling like a melting witch and the agony of sore legs and feet by the end of the day, the whole experience was pretty good. Expensive as hell, but good.

Pictures will follow soon.

Posted by gwendolyn on April 07, 2003 at 10:31 AM