Disney or Bust

We made it home safely from our Disney 2012 vacation. There are a few things that I must document so I can forever remember the hot mess train wreck that was our vacation:


1. The only thing my child wanted to do was go to the hotel pool. No matter what park we were at, he wanted to know when we were leaving to go back to the pool. We have a pool in our back yard and we didn't go to this much expense to swim in a hotel pool. I tried to patiently explain this to him, but all he did for five long days was whine to go in the pool.

2. It rained and rained and rained. It rained for four days straight, but who was counting since it was supposed to be the beautiful Florida sunshine? Right? Right?


3. On the second night we were there, I ran into the back of Camden's shoe and broke my toe. Oh what fun that was to limp 500 miles all over Disney World. It certainly wasn't magical!


4. Since Camden had the flu prior to us going to Disney, he thought he needed to get a stomach virus as well. He threw up all over Magic Kingdom before we could get to a bathroom. Thank goodness it was raining and washed most of it away! The next morning he spent moaning in bed a lot. That was the moment I was wishing that I was at work.


5. We did so much walking that we lost feeling in our feet and legs. Our bodies ached and screamed at us for torturing them. Tim told me that he could no longer turn his head to the left and look over his shoulder. Oh my!


6. The day before we left Tim decided that he needed a head cold to go along with his other miseries. He sneezed and blew his nose for the remainder of the vacation.


7. We were so happy to finally be at the airport and on the way home. We had to get on a tram to go to another terminal. Tim and I, along with everyone else, hopped on the tram. We turned around to see Camden sitting (all alone) on the platform trying to put his shoe on. In the next instant I could see him (a.) getting left there as the tram took off or (b.) the tram doors closing on him as he tried to get on. He jumped on the tram at the last possible second. Wow was all I could say!

8. We were then thru security and on our way to our gate. Just then we heard them paging us for last call for boarding. Mind you we are still half a mile from our gate. I told Tim and Camden to run for it. In the meantime I was half running, half limping and about to die of a panic attack. We did make our flight though!

We are so happy to be home safe and somewhat sound! We made some wonderful memories and had a great time in spite of everything else. We also learned a hard lesson: Don't take Camden to Disney World, take him to a water park! Ha! More to come!