There comes a point when Daddy’s Enough Already light starts blinking. Kate saw it coming as these three little hellians screamed, wrestled, and kept rolling into us. She wisely suggested we skip the parade (still 40 minutes away) before I was driven to do something that would have made for grizzly headlines in the next day’s Orlando Sun.
Taking flight with my own Wendy
November 25, 2008 by
There wasn’t a Wendy before Peter Pan. And there never was a princess before there was my sweet Kate. This is such a sweet, wonderful ride. Like the Pooh ride, it stirs memories of the story I didn’t know I remembered. Ditto for the kids.
Time for a speedy escape
November 25, 2008 by
Time to get back for Peter Pan’s Flight. So, we took the secret passage under the island. The kids told me to go right. They went left. I turned a corner and Boo! There they were. It is such fun to play with them and even more so that they know I will.
What’s a secret island without a fort?
November 25, 2008 by
John confessed that he dragged us all over here for this: a fort. It is a parent ride. Kids run around while parents sit. It’s all good.
John comes home
November 25, 2008 by
John has been talking about getting to Tom Sawyer’s Island all day. And, at last he’s made the raft ride over. But, what’s the fascination?