Disney World, Day 2

We had an early reservation at Chef Mickey, so it was early to rise, quick snack in the room, and off to the restaurant, where all your favorite Disney characters would be frying eggs and sizzling bacon. Or wearing Chefs hats and aprons and walking around slapping high fives with the kids and signing autographs, whichever. Jack and Kate suited up with their Goofy hat and Minnie Mouse ears, grabbed their autograph books, and we were off.

The experience began with riding a Monorail to the restaurant, which was kind of fun, and then we lined up for a pre-breakfast picture with a statue of Chef Mickey. Amusingly, when they went to sell us the picture during our meal, they showcased one with Jack frowning -- even though we later found that the two other pictures they'd snapped were perfect. Anyway, the kids ate very little, star-struck as they were by the characters, and Pluto cracked us all up by signing autographs by holding the book on his giant nose. And then it was off to Magic Kingdom for our first round of Disney rides.

We got to the Tomorrowland section of the park early enough that there wasn't much of a line for the oft-mentioned "Space Mountain" ride, so we all clambered into that one. It was a ripping, wrenching, peaks and valleys up-and-down rollercoaster in nearly total darkness. So you couldn't see what was coming, just had to react to it. I took notes about their post-ride reactions.

Kate: "I will NEVER do that ride again. I did NOT like that." Jack: "THAT WAS AWESOME!!!!" We then did the Astro Orbiter ride, which we eventually discovered followed a similar template to many other rides: you sit in a vehicle of some shape (in this case, a spacecraft) and travel in circles around a central post. This ended up being one of our favorites because you were really high up. Kate loved this one (and we would soon find that she loved most rollercoasters, just not Space Mountain. And I'm with her; that thing was not great on my back, and because it was dark I had to fret that maybe I was too tall and I'd end up getting the top of my cranium lopped off. Where was I?), and we ended up doing it a couple more times.

After lunch (strangely the kids were hungry; they didn't eat enough at the all-you-can-eat buffet at Chef Mickey's, sigh), we took in an "Enchanted Tales with Belle" show, featuring an actress playing Belle from Beauty and the Beast (all the kids were invited up to meet her; Kate didn't want to go), and some cool effects with a talking cupboard and candlestick and whatnot. Good show, I said, eh, Jack? as I woke him up before he fell off his seat.

Then it was on to more rides. We stood in a ridiculously long line for the Dumbo ride, because you have to do it once, and discovered it was essentially the same ride as Astro Orbiter, only not as high, not as cool, and way, way more of a line. Sorry, Dumbo. We then did the Buzz Lightyear ride, which was a lot better. We'd read the description about how you'd be shooting things, and Kate wanted NO part of it. All through the line, she groused about it and said she was afraid and wanted no part of it. Who ended up loving it? That's right, Kate. Actually we all did, so much so that a few days later we stood in like a 70-minute line to go on it, and didn't regret it.

Our best ride of the day, by far, and surprisingly, was the spinning Teacup ride, which Jack groaned about beforehand ("Teacups? Oh yeah, THAT sounds cool" -- and at this point he hadn't even read any Calvin and Hobbes) -- but in fact, it was awesome, partly because it was one of the few rides were we could all four sit in the same vehicle/cup, and we spun and laughed and discovered clearly why Disney is such a wonderful place. Because we all had fun and were all happy and for a little while it was just us in a ride grinning at each other like idiots and laughing it up.

When our day finally ended, we went back to the lodge and the kids wanted to go swimming. I went with them, while Emily sat in a deck chair taking pictures while wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. Because it was COLD. Not zero degree cold, but maybe 60 (maybe). All of us were shivering and our teeth were chattering afterward, but we did swim.

Back in the room, Kate found something of hers (my notes fail me) in a place she didn't want it, like near a wet towel or something. She complained to Jack, who responded "I didn't put it there, the Mousekeepers did!" (Housekeepers = Mousekeepers, naturally.) Kate, in a funny voice, lamented "Ooh, the Mousekeepers keep making me touch nasty things." I guess you probably had to be there. Also to see the Mousekeepers folding our towels into funny animal shapes, like this one.

Finally -- yup, day not over yet -- we went out to an overlook where they provided night vision goggles to see animals. That was pretty cool. Though I think we were still kind of chilled from the pool. Slept hard that night.

Disney World, Day 1

We went to Disney world last week. We'd never been, and there was a lot of advance planning that went into it. Almost all of it by Emily. I took notes all week, and I think the best way to try to recap it is a day by day sort of blog. So here goes.

Day 1

We got a Disney Shuttle from the airport. It played old Mickey Mouse cartoons on a screen, which the kids watched with rapt attention. At the end of each one, Kate clapped her hands happily.

Checked into our room at Animal Kingdom Lodge. We picked one with a view which enabled us to see actual animals from our balcony -- giraffes, gazelles, ostriches, etc. It also provided arguably the funniest (uh, but unfortunate) moment of the trip, with Kate running toward the balcony to see and smashing flat into the glass door. Anxious moment where we checked to see if she was OK followed by an awkward moment where Emily and I tried not to laugh and Jack guffawed heartily. Kate was in good humor about it after she stopped crying, which was good because Jack recreated the moment frequently the rest of the week. "Kate, remember when you went like this -- Wham! -- into the glass?"

It was too late to do much so we grabbed the shuttle into downtown Disney and walked around. It was also cold (for Florida) and rainy. First thing we saw, outside the Lego store, was a giant, life size Loch Ness monster in the water. Jack has been obsessed by Nessie for the past two months, so that was great. Then inside we saw a Lego Hulk, also life size, and I've been fond of the Hulk for about 35 years, so that was great too. We can go home now!!!

Had dinner at the T-Rex cafe. Totally awesome restaurant with huge, animatronic dinosaurs throughout. We were seated in I guess the Ice Age room (maybe had a fancier name), which had blue lighting and icy walls all around us, with huge dinosaur skeletons frozen into the ice! Had a steak and a giant drink or two, both of which were fantastic. Unfortunately both kids were half asleep from the long day and low lights, and we ended up trundling them out of there, taking dessert with us, and making our way back to the room. In the shuttle home, they slept on our laps; don't know the last time either of them did that.

When I put Kate to bed (Jack: "Watch out for the glass, Kate! Guffaw, guffaw), she sleepily said, "I'm lucky to have you as my Daddy..." Not sure what prompted it. I took her Minnie Ears off and turned out the light.

Ski vacation

Just got back from Disney World (future blog! Promise!) but the kids had a break from school, so we finally got in the trip to Vermont we've been trying to take since about Christmas. Cruised up Tuesday morning, stopped for a quick Burger King lunch, and came out to a snowstorm that doubled our remaining drive time. But we made it ok, the kids inhaled Nana's spaghetti and meatballs and bread, and we were able to relax for a few days.

Relaxing initially consisted of drawing, reading, and playing lots and lots of Yahtzee. Jack can't get enough, which was pretty much the case with our family for a while growing up, if memory serves. I remember burning through entire pads of scorecards, finally photocopying blank ones to avoid continually trying to find places selling them. Think we might be still using those in Vermont, although the supply is running thin. Anyway. Where was I.

First morning in Vermont we got up and went skiing. Jack loves it, recently ranking skiing way above both baseball and swimming in his levels of enjoyment. Kate, I think, has fun, and is in good spirits before and after, but I am not sure she cares much one way or another. Maybe her age, maybe she just would rather stay in than be cold or bundled up in four layers, I don't know. Anyway, we dropped her at her 5-hour lesson, Jack and I did a quick run, and then delivered Jack to his 2-hour lesson. I briefly considered hitting the lodge, but it was 10 a.m., so instead I stumbled around on the bunny slopes until Jack was done.

By the end of his lesson, he was going on the lift for the first time, so when he asked me to go with him, I said, OK! Even though I was a little nervous. But if my 9 year old can do it, so can I. We got on the lift and rode up it like we were the only two peopl in the world. That high, it kind of felt like it to me. Then we made our way down, with minimal falling on my part. In three runs together I think he fell once.

Checked in on Kate and she was doing fine, but not long after that I got a call that she had had it. She made it 4 of the 5 hours (the only lesson choice for her) which I thought as pretty good. She happily showed me a picture she colored while waiting for me; in good spirits. By this time Jack, too, was weary, and we all slugged down some water bottles and headed back. Kate was acting goofy, putting on Jack's goggles and messing around, I think Jack and I were just drained.

But when we got home and parked in the driveway, there was a huge pile of snow that had built up from falling off the roof -- the pile was all the way up to the roof. And both of them got out of the car and immediately climbed up to the very top, clowned around, posed for pictures, grinned and laughed. Probably could have bagged skiing and just gone sledding on that behemoth. Funny and awesome.

And then we went to dinner at Black Rock, which is basically one of my favorite places to eat period and I have no idea how it came to be in Springfield, but there you go. I love the food and didn't mind being squeezed into a side of the booth with Baba and Kate (Kate wanted to sit next to Baba, so that's just how things worked out; ideally the two kids would have been on the same side, but whatever).

We reviewed the menu briefly, and I told Jack I would be getting the salad bar and would smuggle him a piece of tasty bread. (That's what we call white bread.) So naturally when it came time to order, and the waitress asked Jack if he wanted to add the salad bar to his meal, he said loudly, "No, my Dad said he would smuggle me a piece of bread." I am not sure whose jaw dropped more, mine or the waitress'. Later he told me he didn't know what "smuggle" meant. Hmm. Dinner was great, Jack and I had steaks, Kate had a hotdog, and Jack talked Dad into sharing his lobster, too. Oh yeah -- dessert. Jack got ice cream, Kate got a piece of chocolate cake the size of her head, and we all went home stuffed.

Not a peep out of either kids after their heads hit the pillow that night. Another nice Vermont ski trip. Can't do it all the time, but fun when we do.

Lucky penny

Kate came downstairs with me to help me move laundry into the dryer. She found a penny on top of it.

"It's a coin!" She said happily. "Can I have it?" Uh, sure, I said.

She smiled and danced off upstairs, singing. "This is my luc-ky day! I found a pen-ny...it is my lucky day-hey! I found a penny, I am going to put it in my wal-let..."

Kate the reader

Kate has really developed as a reader in a hurry. I feel like Jack either started slightly younger or it was more of a gradual thing with him, or maybe it's entirely due to her late birthday versus his early one meaning she was eight months younger than him at each shared milestone (starting school, etc.). Whatever.

A year ago she was barely reading at all. Seems like just a month or two ago we were chortling over her deadpan reading of Dr. Suess. "I would not. Could not. With a mouse." But now, she's like a little Shakespearean actor, and she'll find books she likes and read them over and over, aloud, with emotion and emphasis.

"HI, it's your FRIEND, blue CRAY-on. I JUST want to SAY, I really LOVE your coloring on the WHALE...."

I think it would be fun if Kate takes an interest in acting. She's going to be in this talent show act with a bunch of other little girls singing and I presume dancing to "Hard Knock Life," so maybe that will help get her started.