Raising a kid and going to WDW. A lot.

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 221

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 221

Unless you're living under a rock, you're probably aware that Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 2 was released this past week.  Unless this is your first time reading TWP, you know my kid is obsessed with GotG.  We decided to surprise her and go see it Friday night. 

The movie is really exceptional, and we were all IN it.  D barely moved other than to laugh and cackle along.  Unlike the teenage couple next to us, that seemed to think it was ok to speak to each other at full volume in a movie theater.  MY 4-YEAR-OLD IS BETTER BEHAVED THAN YOU is what I should have yelled at them. So without getting too spoiler-y, something VERY sad happens toward the end of the movie.  I was verklempt.  Then I noticed some pointed sniffling next to me.  Y'all... my kid who NEVER cries at movies has finally been moved (seriously, E.T. came close but nothing else has).  Part of me was happy (after all, here's proof my kid isn't a sociopath and is capable of empathy), knew I'd always remember this as the first movie that really moved my kid emotionally.  The credits rolled.  The lights came up.  I turned to my kid with a big grin on my face.... she has not recovered yet.

She wasn't sobbing or anything, but she was so sad.  We ended up having some long talks about sacrifice and love.  She started coming around as we were leaving.  She's decided she really liked the movie, but that if she watches it again she wants to skip the sad part.  Fair enough, I still fast forward through Artax's death scene in Neverending Story. 

Saturday we headed over to Maddie's house to celebrate her birthday.  Daphne was fancy. And she got to attack a piñata.

Daphne thought the candy needed to be in the picture. Next to her face.

Starlord and Baby Groot have started meeting at Hollywood Studios.  D was pumped.  She made a card for the Guardians.  She drew Nebula.

We got up bright and early Sunday, and we began the process of turning D into Gamora.  It wasn't that different from turning her into Elphaba.  When we got to studios, we headed straight back to One Man's Dream to get in line. 

The line moved relatively quickly, and before we knew it we were in the room.  D was a little nervous/shy as she always is with new male characters (no matter how much she loves their movies).  We'd brought gifts for Starlord and Groot, but to our dismay, Groot was not currently in the room.  I was now nervous, since I was hoping Groot would help ease D into the interaction.  No dice.

I walked Daphne up to meet Starlord, but she dropped my hand relatively quickly so she could give Starlord his gifts (a couple of 70's compilation cassettes). That was all her idea. Then Starlord tried to get her to dance, and they inadvertently recreated the scene from the end of the first Guardians movie.

We said our goodbyes and promised to come back and visit when Groot was done helping bail Rocket out of jail or whatever trouble Rocket had gotten into. 

D was all smiles as we left.  "Starlord was so funny." Yup.  "We should go see him again soon." You got it, dude.  D really wanted to go see the jawas next. But they were nowhere to be seen.  D's favorite astromech droid proved a worthy replacement.

We finally ran into some jawas as we left. It was so crowded we only managed a couple of moments for a trade.

Crowded indeed. Studios was WEIRDLY packed, especially the common areas.  With slow walkers.  Ughhhh. BUT check out the super cool piece of merchandise Studios is selling and we just had to have....

We rode the Great Movie Ride, watched Muppet Vision, and did the Frozen Singalong.

Hollywood Studios continues to be a void of decent food, so we hit the road and headed to Disney Springs to revisit The Polite Pig.

Yes, we degreenified D as we left the park.  It took around 4 make-up cleansing wipes to get her to the point of mildly jaundiced. 




The Weekly Peanut, Issue 222

The Weekly Peanut, Issue 222

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