Spent the day at Disney World today with the kiddos. Always a good time and after leaving the hall of Presidents I felt all inspired and patriotic and had some grandiose post churning in my head. That isn’t this post.

All Good Here

Yes, I am the dork wearing a Star Wars shirt to the park. When you do, you know who the other nerds are because they all tell you what a great shirt it is. My kids though, LOVE it, and so do I. Suck it nerd haters, I will make your computer slow. Muahahahahaha.

You can't see the fairy dust on her head.

Yep, all 3 fairies in one picture.  You need connections for a picture like that, and I just happen to have a really good one with the fairies. Wait…

Anyway, it got to be close to leaving time, but we still had about an hour and a half to kill before we left for a birthday party. A party we were all looking forward to as kids could come since their would be other kids their age as well as some serious blogger turned real friends. Our oldest daughter though, couldn’t hold on. Our first sign of trouble came while waiting to meet princess Tiana from the newest flick. Instead of being all whiny from having to wait more than 20 minutes, she sat down on the ground and laid her head on her mothers leg. After turning down a bite of ice cream, she promptly fell asleep.

Uh-Oh

4 things that make this significant. 1. We’re at Disney World, her most favorite place on Earth. 2. She LOVES ice cream. 3. She hasn’t taken a nap in about 2 or 3 years when not in a car. 4. It was only 5 in the afternoon/evening and had been just perfect ALL day.

When we woke her up to meet said princess, she complained of being cold and just seemed out of it, but we waited 30 minutes, we were gonna get a picture. She did her picture and off we went.

Not wanting to walk due to being tired, she was on my shoulders. With 90 minutes to play and no plan we asked what she wanted to do next and she cried a little bit before saying she just wanted to go home. WHAT??? This is coming from the same kid who almost cries every time we leave the parks and stalls every possible minute to delay the exit. So being responsible parents we decide we’ll just go kill some time browsing in the big store until we had to leave for the party. The thought was once we get in the car, a nice hour long nap will fix her right up. Maybe even a little Tylenol. After all we were ALL looking forward to the party.

As we were perusing all the overpaid sweatshop merchandise, I felt a little tug from the little hand I was holding. I looked down to see her promptly finishing barfing up all she had eaten this day. Poor thing had a look on her face as though she had just offended every human on the planet.

That’s when something amazing happened. I looked up kind of freaked out by what was lying at our feet in the middle of the BIG store in the BIG park to see 3 managers and 4 employees already converging on the scene. I had barely got the napkins out of my pocket to wipe her mouth when the protein spill was quarantined off and one of the 3 managers was sprinkling some not so bad smelling brown powdery stuff on the ground. Everyone was trying to make her feel better and not so embarrassed before mom came and whisked her away to the rest room. Lucky for me, she missed all pieces of merchandise and my shoes and everything except a small spot or 2 on her dress. I took her sister, checked out the 2 things I did have and when we left I got smiles and best wishes from the human wall built around what looked like some sawdust on the  floor. The speed and effectiveness was just amazing.

My complaint about the tour groups leaders today can wait another day. But they still suck and need to not be so damn pushy to other guests. Seeing the way the kids behave, they’re also unnecessary.

Needless to say, I am writing this post instead of bringing pure joy and entertainment to the birthday party. I hope it still goes ok.

More importantly, we’re supposed to have brunch with the princesses tomorrow. I sure hope she’s feeling better after a good nights sleep.

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Last night we played real scrabble, with a board and stuff. Upon drawing my first group of letters, I got this and an S. I thought this was cool though and thought I cold use it at the end of my blog posts. Or, I’m just a helpless dorky nerd who wears Star Wars shirts to theme parks and takes pictures of his scrabble letters.