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The Weekly Peanut, Issue 93

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 93

D was DEFINITELY better this week than last.  We're still dealing with a lot of "I can't"s, but we've learned to just barrel through them.  Mostly. Sometimes. Ugh.

Daphne came home from school with HOMEWORK last week O_O.  More accurately it was a ziplock baggie filled with uncooked colored pasta noodles, sequins, rhinestones, a toilet paper roll, and instructions to "decorate a turkey with your little one while singing this song and bring it in Friday."  Uhm... Uhh... 

Look, you give me a bag full of sparkles and I'm going to make you the dandiest turkey.  Plus there was a bowtie.  That was the launching point for our turkey: he wears a bow tie, so he must have all the sparkles.  I ended up cutting the tail "feathers" out of old LaCroix cases, then we colored with crayons.  Have I mentioned I'm OCD? I separated all the sequins and stones out by color then created a MOTIF for our decorating.  Oh well, D has the fanciest turkey. 

Ian had work events on Saturday so it became a Mommy/Daphne day.  Of course it was STORMY, thus vastly limiting our options.  "Mommy coffee?" Thanks for the reminder, kid.

No, my kid did not have a cake pop for breakfast.  She had cheerios for breakfast.  She had the cake pop, because she charmed the living daylights out of the baristas at Starbucks.  

"Mommy playground?" Uhhh hmmm... well kid it's kinda wet everywhere... oh wait! Altamonte Mall has that indoor playground! Perfect.  Oh wait... this parking lot seems really empty... the mall doesn't open for another hour? D'OH.  I never had this problem before I had a kid (getting to places before they open).  Ah, a Toys R Us across the street.  Perhaps some holiday shopping is in order?

To avoid the chaos that is my child in any store I saddled her into the cart.  She wasn't thrilled at first, but once I explained to her that she could point to an item from her seat, and I would bring it to her, she warmed to the idea.  This routine actually worked through the whole store: point to an item, play with it for a minute, walk to new aisle, see new item, point, play, mommy discreetly removes previous item and hides it back on a shelf.  DEAR TOYSRUS EMPLOYEES THAT HAD TO CLOSE THE ALTAMONTE STORE ON SATURDAY: I AM SORRY.  You probably grumbled and groaned at randomly finding a Frozen coloring book next to the pajamas, but I swear it could have been much much worse [I'm talking Stitch unleashed in your store].  I bought plenty of items out of guilt. But come on, how could you say no to THIS?

Foofa!!! Foofa Hugs!

Foofa!!! Foofa Hugs!

We managed to kill enough time for the mall to open.  D got to see the massive Christmas tree.  She's really into smacking those glass ornaments.  Oops. 

thank goodness for fences or there would be broken glass EVERYWHERE

thank goodness for fences or there would be broken glass EVERYWHERE

The playground. D was beside herself.  I'd learned my lesson and firmly planted myself next to the only exit.  I even got to field a few other parents' tiny escape artists.  The progress D has made physically since her last visit was remarkable: no more struggling to climb on things, fearlessly treading everywhere.  She probably would have stayed there all day if she didn't finally get hungry.

D introduced me to a new song in the car.  I could listen to my kid say  "wiggle" all day.

D's food of the week: applesauce.  The kid is OBSESSED.  She will eat it any time, and ask for it everywhere we go. Could be worse, I suppose.  I've now stocked up on both portable and home applesauces.  

Ian had to rush out in the morning and didn't have a chance to get our holiday decor boxes for me.  So while D napped I *gulp* braved the big ladder and our "attic." Got our wreath, tree, and most of our ornaments up so I could surprise D when she woke up.  I left some of our less fragile ornaments for D to put up with me.  Before Thanksgiving? Yes. Deal with it.  We aren't putting our exterior lights up until after, keep your pants on!

Only sturdy ornaments allowed within toddler reach!

Only sturdy ornaments allowed within toddler reach!

Speaking of the holidays, I have a special project I'm working on with D to celebrate our holiday spirit: stay tuned, I'll be making a special post about it in honor of Thanksgiving tomorrow! 

When Ian got home he was trying to play with Daphne.  "Daddy, you silly!" "I'm silly?" "Yes." "Am I funny?" "No, no funny." "What??!" "Daddy not funny." We got to hear that phrase on repeat the whole weekend.  For every "Daddy not funny," I heard, I gave it a good round of laughs.  HAH. 

Sunday was our Disney day.  The forecast was for more storms, so we let D rock her Elsa nightgown/dress (nobody ever knows the difference) over a fancy princess dress (plus it's machine washable, ahem). We had hoped to get to the park for our first rope drop, but that 8am opening... it's just not happening. We still made it in before 8:30! Maybe it was the storms, but the park was remarkably dead. Anna and Elsa still had a 40 minute wait, but Rapunzel and Cinderella only had 15 posted.  Ian grumbled, but (in the name of our special project) I talked him into it. Turned out to be the right choice: the wait was ZERO as we were walked straight into a room.  HOORAY. 

The theme of the day was twirling.  D wanted to compare twirl skills with all the princesses.  And give hugs and kisses, of course.  As we were leaving, Ian said "see, if all the character meetings were like that I'd do it more. No waiting. That's how it should be." Well, that's what FastPass is for. But we only get 3 a day. C'est la vie. 

D's first roller coaster!

D's first roller coaster!

Speaking of FastPass, we took D to the Barnstormer next: her first ever roller coaster.  It's also the first height requirement ride D is able to go on.  She started up the whole "no, can't" routine, but BARREL THROUGH IT is the new motto.  D's overall review was a mixed bag, she liked some of it but not others.  We asked her if she wanted to go again, and she said No.  We'll see if that changes in the future. 

D had been pointing at Pete's silly sideshow before we even got on the Barnstormer.  The waits for both sides were tiny, so in we went.  Minnie was very excited about out special project and couldn't get enough of D.  Goofy was similarly thrilled. 

We were able to grab last minute FastPass for Enchanted Tales (a Thanksgiving miracle?).  D was different this time: in the "auditions" room, she participated in most of the actions, even if she was holding on to Ian (usually she wants to be carried through this section and refuses if we encourage her to try).  We entered the library and the show started.   Finally it was time for the parade, and D eagerly jumped up to participate.  For a few feet.  Then she saw me, panicked and came back.  Then the parade made it's way to the back and she made her way back into the group.  The parade kids get to meet Belle first, and as my kid goes charging past the other kids to try and tackle Belle first (she was expertly herded by an attendant), suddenly her motives become clear.  OY.  I nudged Ian to go with her to help her wait in line, but he insisted we give her a chance to go solo (especially since she wasn't trying to get us to come with her).  At first, D sat patiently with the other kids, then she came charging over to me again. I told her to go get back in line if she wanted to meet Belle, so she went and barged right to the front of the line.  OY. AGAIN. I watched the attendant handle the whole thing with ease, gently taking D's hand then politely asking the other kids (who were a little older) if they'd mind letting D go ahead of them.  *Facepalm*  Meanwhile a couple of kids from the other side of the line were having their turn, and D made herself comfortable with that line attendant.  HA. 

The princess must not sit on the ground... HUMAN BE MY CHAIR!

The princess must not sit on the ground... HUMAN BE MY CHAIR!

 D loved Belle, as always.  At the end I made a point to go to the attendant and apologize for my pushy kid, but D had clearly worked her mojo with the lap sitting, because she insisted that it was no bother and she was a sweet kid.

We were able to sneak in a quick Haunted Mansion ride before the lines got long.  D was acting really scared, snuggling into Ian, for the intro. As soon as we got on the ride? No problem. 

We were all hungry abnormally early so we tried out Pinocchio's Village Haus. The flatbread pizzas were... edible.  My "spicy" chicken sandwich... partially was. Ian found us a fun table that let us watch It's a Small World boats through a window (mercifully, without the music). 

At last we snuck over to meet MY favoritest favorite princess.  She recognized D right away, "Oh my gosh, my baby's all grown!" She was over the moon about our little project too.  I told her the last time we were here Naveen pointed out which ornament he hung on the trees, "Yeah, he made me do all the rest! He was too busy sleeping!" That explains why he only comes out in the afternoon.  I love her. So. Much. Every other princess should have to shadow her for a day, because Tiana is PERFECTION. 

We were on our way to Town Square when I noticed a character out with a short line, one that D hadn't met yet.  I tossed it out there, thinking she'd poopoo it since she'd been on that "I can't" tear most of the day. "D, would you like to go meet the Fairy Godmother?" Imagine my surprise when she nodded enthusiastically.  Alright then...

FGM was super sweet, taking the time to twirl with D.  She was also the first person to make a brilliant observation, "I know that's Elsa on your dress, but I can't help but be reminded of sweet Wendy when I see it." Well, that's because it's a nightgown, but touché. Maybe if my princess dreams never work out I can be the FGM. Or Lady Tremaine.  I feel like I could definitely rock either of those.

We hadn't had a chance to meet Aurora since D's finally been able to see the movie, plus I was wearing her dress and all, so onward to Town Square and Aurora's new (solo) meeting spot.  She was running late.  The photopass guy said she was probably sleeping, and maybe he should go wake her up. Cue suggestive eyebrow wiggles.  HAHAAAAAAA. 

Poor Aurora, she tried to keep up with my kid and her manic oscillating between twirls and ornament admiration, but she always seemed about a step behind. 

From all the way across the square, D started pointing at the theater and hollering "TINKER BELL!!" Crap, we've got a FastPass for Ariel.  I promise D, we'll come back and see Tink later.

Ariel was, as always HILARIOUS.  D had been snacking on cashews earlier and I guess she had some stashed in her cheeks, because as soon as D sat down, "What are you eating?" Oh man.... Cashews from 10 minutes ago.  "Cashews? What are those? We don't have those down here!" Then she tried to teach D to smile with her lips closed. It worked

We had time to kill before our last FastPass so we made the trek back to Town Square to fulfill my Tink promise.  I'm thrilled we did.

Not only did she not miss a beat with my kid's manic need to twirl, explore, and hug, she embraced it and came up with new stuff to do.  After D started playing with Cinderella's necklace, she introduced D to her giant crayons.  The whole room went wild for the pretend coloring they did and the YET ANOTHER NEW POSE that D got taught.  I died. It was perfect. 

D was getting pretty tired by the time we got to Pirates.  She snuggled into Ian for the whole thing. It was pretty cute. Ian was in hog heaven. 

D napped in the car on the way home, thank goodness, because we had plans that evening.  Friends of our were hosting an engagement party at The Ravenous Pig (one of our favorite restaurants, the owner is the groom-to-be's sister).  I had no idea how D was going to do, but I figured we'd have a drink and share some hugs then bounce if she wasn't doing so well.  First we were THRILLED that there were other kids there (hate being THOSE parents).  Then we got the royal treatment.  Amazing cocktails, incredible appetizers, yumm.  I was NOT well prepared for D snacks, but as we were contemplating making our exit we were told that not only would there be a whole meal being served, they'd prepared kid-friendly mac & cheese for the little ones.  SERIOUSLY? IS THIS REAL LIFE?

Sorry, Mommy, no smiles. I'm too busy watching Gabba. 

Sorry, Mommy, no smiles. I'm too busy watching Gabba. 

The food was incredible.  The Ravenous Pig does a buffet and it is magic: prime rib you can eat with a fork, creamy roasted cauliflower, gruyere biscuits, an amazing salad, roasted fish, I could (and, frankly, did) eat myself into oblivion.  It wasn't until Ian and I were sharing our second plate that we realized there would be a DESSERT COURSE.  Crap.  Pecan pie, pumpkin cheesecake parfait, apple cake, mini churros in chocolate sauce, I'm drooling just thinking about it.  D did well, considering the short nap.  Thank heaven for the ipad.  The manager (our friend, Ashley) told us we were "brave" for bringing her (Ashley has a toddler, too).  We still left earlier than most people, but I'm so glad we got to celebrate Amanda and Larry's upcoming big day.  And stuff our faces with amazing food. 

Like I said, WAY better than last week.  For the first time (in forever), we don't really have firm holiday plans.  Except Disney, of course we'll be going to Disney.  O_O

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 94

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 94

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 92 SUPER-SIZED WEDDING EDITION

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 92 SUPER-SIZED WEDDING EDITION