The Weekly Peanut, Issue 123
Hi. This is Daphne, AKA the Peanut.
She's the boss of everyone. No event can take place without it being her idea. Should you try to deviate from this methodology, she will let loose an ear drum-rupturing scream. This will lead to a time out, where she will flip a 180 and start crying uncontrollably, hiccuping out "I SO SORRY MOMMY I SO SORRY." The only workaround we currently have is to be patient. Suggest an event to her, let her say no, 10 seconds later she suggests doing said event, and so on. Not kidding. It's a little exhausting.
With that said between these bouts of bipolar mood swings, we're having some seriously good times. We watched the So You Think You Can Dance auditions together. She fell in love with a particular ballet dancer and his Sam Smith audition. It started out with her screaming along with the song (she knows it apparently). Then she demanded to watch it again. So she could dance along.
And again. She started doing floor work and toe pointing. Very exciting stuff here.
TEN TIMES. I finally stopped replaying it and moved on with the show over her protests. Yes, this whole week you would think D was auditioning for her own all-singing all-dancing one Toddler showcase. The song of the week is "Grim Grinning Ghosts" AKA the Haunted Mansion song. It will make multiple appearances in this week's issue.
We kicked off the weekend braving some crazy (but typical) thunderstorms to try out the Osprey Tavern in Baldwin Park. Our friend, Kelly (formerly of the Ravenous Pig and Cask & Larder) manages it, and we'd been meaning to try it out for a while. It's on the fancy side, but it's pretty kid friendly. They made D a cheese pizza which she called "YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY IN MY TUMMY," which I assume is good. Ian and I enjoyed the slice we stole. Kelly surprised D with a little gift on the way out, too.
"Mommy, issss corrrnuhrayyshuns!!!" (I think she merged carnation with coronation, thanks Frozen.)
Saturday morning breakfast at The Coop. D REALLY loves scrambled eggs right now.
Our "big" plan for Saturday was to give D another shot at the movie theater, since Pixar had released a new film. D's been watching the trailers for Inside Out avidly, calls it the "colors" movie, and really enjoyed the 10 minute preview we checked out recently at Epcot. I had high hopes. We started out on a high note, as soon as we got to the top of the escalator at the theater D caught sight of a pretty large display that caught her eye.
I cannot even describe for you the elation that radiates from my daughter every time she sees a trailer for this movie. She is totally minion-obsessed. When she saw these yellow guys she ran up and hugged the daylights out of them and told me to take her picture.
We timed getting to the theater nicely right in the middle of the previews (which were endless). D set up shop on Daddy's lap and settled. I was an emotional wreck from the short (Lava) that preceded the movie all the way through (if I have time I might write a whole post about how incredibly wonderful this movie is). D was nothing less than riveted. She barely fidgeted. She only asked for a snack once or twice and ate them peacefully. She asked for one potty break, during which she actively dragged me to the bathroom telling me to RUN so we wouldn't miss anything. Then she decided once we got to the bathroom she didn't have to go, I insisted, she got mad, yelling at me even as she was going potty that she didn't need to go and she was missing the movie. We ran back to our seats, and I didn't hear another peep from her until the movie was over. When it was? Oh boy. SHE HASN'T STOPPED TALKING ABOUT THE MOVIE SINCE. I surprised her with the Inside Out Tsum collection. The first thing she did was take out Sadness and Joy, declare them "best friends who hug," and cuddle them all over the grocery store.
Sunday. Father's Day. Big plans. Starting with getting to debut a new costume for Daphne that I conceived with a lovely woman out in California who makes Disney costumes for kids and sells them on Etsy. When I first showed D the costume at home she wasn't very interested (it's not pink after all), but when I broke it out at the TTC for her to put on she got on board right away. Except for the hat.
We got to the park pretty close to opening, but summer is in full swing and it was already STEAMY. So we made our way up main street through the shops. I didn't realize they had the Inside Out merchandise out and that we would have a mandatory detour.
Usually D's schtick is to go from item to item to item. D was not putting Sadness down. NOT. PUTTING. HER. DOWN. She picked up a few other things, but they all went back down. I was trying to coax her away from the store so we could walk around and do some things before it got crowded, but she was the most insistent I've ever seen her that she wanted to keep Sadness. I still can't remember how we talked her into putting it down. Did I bribe her with food? Lie that we'd come back and buy it later?
We let D call the shots, and she declared that she wanted to go on It's a Small World. Ugh. Only because it's Father's Day, or I'd be waiting it out in Rapunzel's Royal Flush. We made a special stop on the way to visit Daphne's big sister.
What's the first thing D wanted to talk to Tiana about? Yup. Inside Out. D was mostly taken with Anger ("He has da fire! On his head!"), Joy and Sadness. Tiana: "Isn't there a green one? Which one is that?" D gives me the look using a lifeline. "The green one is Disgust, right kiddo?" "Yeah, Green is Miss Gust. She says EWWWW." Tiana, "Well, now green is my favorite color. I think Joy should have been green!" Ever since this conversation D has fixated on Disgust, even insisted on taking the Disgust TsumTsum in the car with her to school Monday. D was singing "Almost There" while we waited in Tiana's line. We get up there, I ask her if she's going to sing the song. Tiana: "Oh, Sugar Cube! I've been hoping for you to sing to me for so long!! Are you going to sing for me?" D sauntered over to one of the pillars (yeah, THAT pillar), peeked around the corner and said, "Not today."
Small World. Stuck in the white room. Why me? Ian wanted Haunted Mansion next. The ride stopped within a few feet of us being loaded into the buggy. No problems, here...
D sure does love the Barnstormer now. She kept a death grip on Ian's shirt, but she was giggling the whole time.
We returned to the hub to meet up with D's friend Bella and her family. [On the way we stopped by 7 Dwarves to check D's height and EUREKA! D IS FINALLY TALL ENOUGH! Now to snag FastPasses.] When Bella's mom made a big show of complimenting D's costume, D made a big show of grabbing the hat and putting it on. Like I said, HER IDEA.
The girls played in the hub, then we ran down to the castle to watch Dream Along. We made it all of 5 minutes before we started melting and took solace in some shade on the bridge to Liberty Square.
We still had a little time before our lunch reservations for Crystal Palace; D declared a trip to the Tiki Room was in order.
We'd never done the Crystal Palace character dining before, but had heard pretty good things. We were sat very quickly after checking in, and our first table visitor arrived before we even had a chance to hit the buffet. Tigger gave D some bouncing lessons.
The buffet really impressed all of us. They had ziti in marinara, turkey corn dog nuggets, mac & cheese, chicken nuggets, and rolls that kept D happy. Ian and I enjoyed the carving station, veggie sides (there were a lot!) and pasta option. I've heard from friends that they change their offerings pretty often. Our second table visitor was the one I was the most excited about, since he doesn't have any other regular meetings in the parks and he's SO STINKIN' CUTE.
I snuck a hug from Eeyore, too (look at that face! Could you resist??). Our third visitor also doesn't make regular appearances outside Crystal Palace.
Between our third and final visitors, D partook in a little dancing and clapping friendship parade (not unlike the one they do at Ohana). So when Pooh came to the table, D wanted him to clap again. It was pretty funny.
D's favorite part of the meal was the dessert bar. She got chocolate ice cream with chocolate sprinkles. Ian's and my favorite part was the turtle cheesecake bites (oh man).
D was brave and tried my key lime pie bite. She liked the graham cracker crust, but not the filling.
I'd been hoping we'd make it to Festival of Fantasy so D could cheer on Prince Phillip, but it was SO. BRUTAL. Still at the very least I'd wanted a moment with Princess Aurora, but she'd failed to make an appearance on the Disney Experience App (which I'd been watching diligently all day). Fortunately, Aurora's meeting spot in Town Square was on the way out. Sure enough I saw a blueberry and photographer hanging out. Aurora would be out in five minutes. Only one other person in line. Perfect. At that point the blueberry and photographer noticed what D was wearing and started getting excited (you don't see a lot of Phillips in the park, let alone girls). "WAIT TIL AURORA SEES YOU!" D killed time by picking a flower for Aurora (unprompted).
Soon enough Aurora came out and D's first act was to deliver her flower.
Then there was twirling...
And dancing. The blueberry, photographer, and I sang Once Upon a Dream while Aurora and Phillip "waltzed." Aurora even showed D how to bow at the end. Unprecedented Disney magic.
Of course, it wouldn't be my kid if she didn't do something weird, like randomly lying down and posing in front of Aurora. Aurora asked D if Merryweather made her eyes so blue.
Aurora said we should wait for the parade so we could cheer on Phillip, but it was too hot. TOO HOT. Sorry Phillip, but we promise to come back again as soon as 3pm doesn't quite feel like the surface of the sun.
Later that afternoon D lined up the pillows from our couch and jumped between them shouting LAVA! More evidence of Inside Out taking over my daughter's every waking thought.
The next few weeks are going to be nuts. Why? Because this week our house went under contract. Barring some unknown fiasco at the inspection, we'll be out of the house in less than 30 days. Now we begin house hunting in earnest. I will say that the moment we pulled all showings the first thing Ian and I did was leave dishes in the sink for more than an hour and, wait for it, WE DIDN'T MAKE THE BED THIS MORNING! I tried not to let anxiety rear it's ugly head about it LOL. Keep your fingers crossed that we find the house of our dreams as quickly as possible!