Mickey called at 7:30 and woke up Commando Nikki. When the phone rang she bolted straight up out of bed and started looking for her whistle. When I think about it now, maybe she wasn't really sleeping, because she really was out of that bed fast, looking under the bed and in the suitcases.
"Touch the whistle, and I'll kill you." I told her. She scowled at me, put her hands on her hips, stomped her size 6 foot and said "Thats not a very Disney attitude, Mother."
In the next breath, she was smiling and saying "Coffee?" and *swoooosh* out the door she went. Yeah, Sybil, I'd love a cup. She was back so fast, I think she had hidden a cup outside the door.
Our crew got up and took turns in the shower. Commando Nikki went first, had a three minute military shower. Then stood next to the door, yelling for the next person to "get on deck" and the one in the shower to "Get out or I will throw a rattlesnake in there". Its a good thing I love this kid. Lets just leave it at that, shall we?
We were ready to go, but Brother's crew is a bit slower than us. They wanted breakfast, so we went down to the food court and got something to eat. It doesn't take long for my crew to start getting out of hand. I can't keep them in one place for long.
I went to the gift shop, bought 3 Pal Mickeys (for DD's) and 10 pins for DS. Brother's crew was taking waaaay to long, my crew started acting up, so I told Brother we would be at Epcot, call me when you get there.
We took the bus over to Epcot, where Em sees the monorail. "I want to go on that first!" I am trying to explain to this wacko, that the monorail is not a ride, its a mode of transportation. At the same time I am handing DH the camera bag. He literally takes a big jump backwards, puts his hands in front of his face and yells slowly, "Nooooooo!!!"
What is his problem? "Take the bag" I said. "No" He said.
He is now moving his hands and feet in some type of karate defense moves, trying to block the bag. "No, grasshopper, No!" The kids are in busting with laughter, and I am getting irritated. Then I remembered the tampons. I opened every zipper and showed him it was safe, but he still didn't trust me.
So I stood up, loud and proud and announced, "If you don't take this bag right now, when we get home I will plant tampons everywhere. In your glove box, pockets, shoes, under the pillows..."
"Give me the bag" He GROWLED at me.
I will never understand a mans fear of feminine hygiene products. Obviously, they are not for him.
We got fast passes for test track and went over to HISTA. I was so relieved to be back to normal size. Took a few photos of the kids together, then we went to test track to have skin-to-skin contact with strangers.
We strolled right on with our fast passes, while Em sang, "We are cutters! We are cutting everyone!"
Stood in the small room skin-to-skin, and finally got into our car. This was the first time any of us had ridden this ride. Makes it kind of special. Test track makes you into the "crash test dummy"
My kids describe it like this:
First there's the 'driving like mom' test (brakes & corners), then there is the 'kidney' test (bumpy roads), followed by the 'how's that sunburn' test (extreme heat) and finishing up with the 'your ninnies are showing' test (extreme cold).
Brother finally showed up at 2:00 pm. He wasn't happy. There was too much tension with that crew, so we split up for a while. Commando Nikki went on Mission space. She loved it and suffered no ill effects. But with this kid, it doesn't matter what she goes on, she has a cast-iron stomach.
All 3 DD's went on body wars while DH & DS went into Innoventions. I sat on a bench, took a break and people watched. I hadn't really noticed a lot of people, the crowds were pretty low. Sadly, that wouldn't last throughout the vacation. If I had known then how sick of people I was going to get, I would have found something else to do.
DD's found me right where they left me. We were going over to Innoventions to collect the guys when we went past the water fountains and a ton of little kids running around in them. Em freaked and I told her she could go over there, but to only get "a little wet".
Yeah, a six year old knows what you mean by “a little wet.” How did my kids survive me??
She booked it over there, and the fountain started spaying sideways all over her feet. The looked straight down to watch the water on her feet, and the fountain "blowed up". Head to foot, she was soaked. She was wringing out her shirt for 20 minutes.
Her father was pleased with me.
I made a quick restroom stop, and there was a lady standing there holding a little girl. I stood behind her, and she moved to the left. So, I moved to the left. She moved right, I moved right. Finally she turns to me and says, "Uh, I'm not in line." Have you ever POWER BLUSHED before? Just to make myself look a little more stupid, I say "Oh, I know, I was just practicing."
We met back up with Brother around 4:30 (so, how was Epcot Brother?) and took the bus to Wilderness Lodge to eat at the Whispering Canyon Cafe.
Oh GOD! Was that a good time.