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The Weekly Peanut, Issue 60 PART 1

The Peanut had a Very Eventful Week. So eventful, we're going to have to make this a two-parter. Stay tuned later this week for Part 2!

The whole family took Thursday off so we could host some out-of-town family for their first trip to Magic Kingdom.  Ian and I were, of course, eager to try out our (finally arrived) Magic Bands, and I was even more eager to prove (to myself) that I could maximize a person's day at the park through O.C.D. planning, even if it was a semi-peak park day.  Any annual passholder will tell you: we don't wait in lines longer than 20 minutes. Period. Party of 5 adults and 3 kids, two under the age of 3? Challenge Accepted.

BAM!

BAM!

Since I had talked up the magic of Mickey so much, that was a must-do.  Along with Peter Pan, Winnie, Pirates, Ariel, Dumbo... as I OCD panicked at the fact that THEY COULDN'T BOOK FASTPASSES AHEAD OF TIME (GASP! I'm already totally spoiled) I booked a couple of fast passes with our bands as a fall back (Mickey, Peter Pan, Pirates).  We met up at the ticketing center near opening and had a cousin reunion (we have seen the Kress family every 6 months like clockwork since D was 9 months and Riley was 15 months).  

Ian, D, Brian (my Stepbrother), and Riley

Ian, D, Brian (my Stepbrother), and Riley

We hit main street and went straight to get them fast passes.  Sure enough, Peter Pan was sold out until the evening, so I offered to loan our magic bands out so they could take the kids on.  Meanwhile, we walked on to Winnie (mostly, the kids played in line for a little bit), then killed time and finally did Dumbo (we just hadn't gotten around to it yet!).Insert obligatory Dumbo picture here:

 We had yet to check out the character greetings inside the Big Top, and the lines were minimal, so despite my reservations due to our previous meeting, we hopped in the line to meet Daisy and Minnie.  Riley was so cute, chanting MINNIE MINNIE MINNIE!  Daisy was up first though and Riley was not having it.  Poor Daisy! I told D "Do you see that Daisy is sad? Why don't you go say Hi and make her feel better?" D did me one better: she gave Daisy a big hug. YAY! 

Hugs for Daisy

Hugs for Daisy

Minnie was up next and everybody was excited for that.  D tackled her face and posed for pictures with EVERYBODY.  Minnie even squatted down and let D sit on her knee for a few.  Thanks, Minnie!

Since the line was still really short, we hopped over to the Goofy/Donald side.  D seemed to really like Goofy when we watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, but I didn't know how she'd feel about the meeting.  Fears were baseless, she was STOKED.  And hats off to whoever was being Goofy that day, he was On. Point.  When he got kissed he acted shy and... well.. Goofy.  He gave D little pokes and was also subjected to the Hug (those hugs turned out to be her "thing" for the day, actually).  

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Donald was up last and it couldn't have been cuter.  When we walked up, D took one look at his duck bill and tried to tickle the inside.  Donald was a champ, kissing her hand.  Then D got hypnotized by the swirling snake eyes on the set and could not be distracted for a picture.  

Donald must be special, he's the only one who got a Kiss

Donald must be special, he's the only one who got a Kiss

We knocked out Ariel and Peter Pan, and by then it was lunch time.  That was a circus but we survived (mmmm taco salads) and finally headed over to see the Magic Mickey. D did manage a tiny nap while the rest of the family tackled It's a Small World (not me! sweet mercy!) Imagine by surprise (dismay, disappointment) that our Mickey DID NOT TALK OR BLINK.  WTF?! WHERE IS MAGIC MICKEY! I was ticked.  I get it, there are multiple Mickeys back there in the theater, but I signed up for talking Mickey!! WHERE IS MY TALKING MICKEY?!  Harumph. At least D didn't seem to mind, Mickey is still her Homeboy.

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D had her one and only meltdown post Mickey.  Riley seemed reluctant to nap in the rental stroller, so we offered to let her borrow ours to see if she'd conk out.  D took one look at Riley in her stroller (you know, the one she never wants to get into?) and FLIPPED OUT.  She marched over to me with her angry face full steam, pointed at Riley in our Joovy, and SCREAMED. HARD.  I gave her talks about sharing and how she'd get it back and SINCE WHEN DO YOU WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOUR STROLLER?! but nothing seemed to help.  Mercifully, Riley didn't seem any more interested in our stroller so she hopped out pretty quickly and D dove in.  I'm almost surprised she didn't lift her leg on it.  Ridiculous. 

We managed to get through Pirates but by then we figured we were pushing our luck (It was 4 PM! Hot dog!) So D passed the hugs (and kisses!) around and we headed out, feeling like total Masters of Disney.  

We had a rather... interesting parenting moment when we were in line for the tram at the ticketing center.  D was kinda loopy, but after dancing around with the line chains she started just kind of running around in circles like a loon.  Then she saw some birds and she started screeching "TWEET TWEET! TWEET TWEET!" while still running in circles but staring continually at the birds.  I remarked to Ian, "She's not looking where she's going, I bet she clotheslines herself." And then, like watching a car accident in slow motion, still giggling, D charged face first into one of the line polls and BOUNCED off of it back onto her tush. I would like to say I reacted in horror.  I would like to tell you that I was already charging toward her before she hit the poll, ready to catch her before she hit the ground.  None of these things happened.  What DID happen? Ian and I looked at each other, choking, desperately trying not to laugh while I worked my way over to my crying daughter to make sure there was no permanent damage.  Honestly she wasn't even crying that hard, but there was a bright red mark on her cheek from the point of impact.  Suddenly another parent in line a few rows away leaned over and told us "I just wanted to tell you how refreshingly unexpected your reaction to that was." Oh? "Yeah, you looked like you were watching one of those internet videos..." Oh, darn... I wish I HAD gotten that on video...

Pre Clothes-lining

Pre Clothes-lining

Ian and I have always prided ourselves on being self-contained, independent people.  Days like this remind me how great having family around can be. Growing up an only child, even if they lived far away, my cousins were my siblings, and I REALLY want Daphne to have that with ALL her extended family.  It was an awesome day with awesome people that I am fortunate to claim as relatives.  And the Peanut was a total champ.

Y'all come back soon for part 2, y'hear? We're adding to the family, going back to Disney, AND going to a Birthday Party!

The Weekly Peanut Issue 60, Part 2

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