Disney World Adventure.
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I previously showed a mini book about our trip to Disney World for my daughter’s 3rd birthday here. I had already done a 2-page scrapbook layout while the trauma was fresh in my mind, so thought I’d share that today. Especially since the fan club I wrote about here emailed me yesterday about my lack of blog content in the last week. Oh, the pressure to entertain these people! It weighs heavy on me……..So here’s the story as I wrote it on the scrapbook page, minus a few choice cuss words that were said under my breath or while I was locked in the bathroom crying. (You think I’m kidding?)
May 2003. Picture this. I spent weeks planning a vacation to Disney for Summer’s 3rd birthday. I made calls at 6 a.m. when the reservation lines open to get seats for dinner with Cinderella at the Grand Floridian (fanciest hotel there). On May 28 we got up & took the birthday girl to breakfast with Mickey. She frowned in every single photo. What is with this kid? Well she’s very shy & Mickey & the gang are very big to a kid, but we had fun. They brought her a birthday cupcake. We got autographs. Good food. Nice. We went back to our hotel & Ken took her for a swim & I went to find an outlet, which is a whole ‘nother story. Got back later than planned (got lost), walked in to find Summer asleep. Now, it was 4 p.m. & our reservation was for 5:00, so I had 30 minutes to get us ready. Yeah, right. I woke her up & tried to get her dressed. She was not cooperative. She is grouchy when she wakes up & today was no exception. Ken & I pleaded & begged & reminded her that it was her BIRTHDAY & we drove a long way & we were going to see CINDERELLA & have DINNER with her! YEA! Yeah, right. She did not want to go. Ok, here’s the thing. Dinner with Cindy is a VERY HARD reservation to get. We decided to go only a few weeks before & reservations had opened up 90 days prior, so the ONLY one I could get was THIS day at THIS time. That’s it. And I was LUCKY I got that one. So I planned the other days at Disney around this event. I bought her a lovely blue Cinderella-ish dress on ebay. Then we drove 1,200 miles to Florida to give this kid a cool birthday. Now it was time to go & she DIDN’T WANT TO GO! So I was dressed & Ken was dressed & she was crying because she just woke up & we were trying to hurry & she didn’t want to go. Then I was crying. I couldn’t believe I did all that planning to give my kid something & she was being stubborn as a mule. So Ken said, “You gotta be kidding me.” He grabbed Summer under the armpits, held her up in the air and said, “Put that damn dress on her. We’re GOING!!” I got her dress on as she screamed & kicked her feet & off we went. She pouted the whole drive there. The Grand Floridian is stunning. We met Prince Charming & Cinderella & Suzy & Perla, got their photos & autographs. She frowned in all the photos AGAIN. Are you KIDDING me? They gave her a lovely birthday cake & we had a good meal. We took her photo in front of the resort in a white carriage & next to a cool old car. More frowning. It wasn’t exactly the birthday vacation I had planned for her, but it was one that we’ll be telling the story of for the rest of her life because we’re never gonna let her forget it!
(click on the photo to see it larger in all its glory. The look on Summer’s face is priceless.)
I just had an idea. We could reenact this scene for a commercial.
Disney…the happiest place on earth….for people who aren’t us.
You can’t make this stuff up, people.
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