Here are some pictures from the train ride:
Yea, well, that ride went from fun to not-so-fun in less than 5 minutes. Dante did NOT want to be on the train shortly after we got on the damn thing. Try holding a 2 year old down in his seat while riding a crowded train. I haven't a clue what his problem was. The ride wasn't fast, wasn't bumpy, wasn't scary, nothing like that at all. I thought about getting off at the very first stop but the strollers were back in Toontown and I definitely needed a stroller for him. We literally suffered through most of the ride. He did eventually calm down but not before I had my first nervous breakdown of the day.
As soon as we got off the train we went straight for the play area in Toontown. We *thought* it would be a good idea to let the kids play. We *thought* Dante would do well playing for a while and getting some pent up energy out of his system.
Yea, well, that ride went from fun to not-so-fun in less than 5 minutes. Dante did NOT want to be on the train shortly after we got on the damn thing. Try holding a 2 year old down in his seat while riding a crowded train. I haven't a clue what his problem was. The ride wasn't fast, wasn't bumpy, wasn't scary, nothing like that at all. I thought about getting off at the very first stop but the strollers were back in Toontown and I definitely needed a stroller for him. We literally suffered through most of the ride. He did eventually calm down but not before I had my first nervous breakdown of the day.As soon as we got off the train we went straight for the play area in Toontown. We *thought* it would be a good idea to let the kids play. We *thought* Dante would do well playing for a while and getting some pent up energy out of his system.
Looks like they had a good time, doesn't it? They did, however, after 30 minutes of this, we, the adults, decided it was time to move on. I had to use the bathroom and figured the kids did too.Great Goddess in the Sky, that was the WORST move of the day! Talk about meltdown? Holy shit, all 3 of them freaked out. This play area was not big at all, how many times can one walk in a circle, go through a tree and slide down a slide? Apparently many more times than a half hour allowed.
I had no idea what to do. It was only around 5:30 pm, we hadn't even been in the park that long! Should I have let them stay in the play area? For how long? I figured they were thirsty and probably hungry so we needed to get them to the potty and then to eat.
Olivia calmed down and Wyatt turned it down a notch but Dante? Oh HELL no! He was acting like flipping crazy person. This time was different from the time in Epcot because I couldn't think of anything that could be wrong. In Epcot, I knew he was over tired but this time I had no idea. He had a relaxing morning, a long nap and ate before going to the park, so what could have been the problem? Got me.
We took our potty break and while CJ was trying to calm Dante down, I called my mom on her cell phone and told her what was going on. I suggested we just leave the park because there was no way I was going to try and eat somewhere with Dante acting the way he was. I thought maybe we could go back to the resort and maybe return to the park right before the fireworks. I didn't know. I just knew that I wanted to cry, again. This time, not *because* of Dante's behavior but just everything. It seemed as if every.single.time. we left the fricken resort things went to shit and I was so damn tired of it.
Olivia was upset because she didn't get to meet Ariel. She wanted to go on the Indy Speedway ride in Tomorrowland and CJ had told her he would take her on it but with the craziness that was going on, he had forgotten about it.
It was hot and humid, the worst it had been all week so I thought maybe that was the reason for the antics. I just didn't know and Dante wasn't telling me anything helpful, he was just freaking out.
On the way out, we ran in to Baloo. Yes, we saw Baloo when we were at Animal Kingdom but the kids were still happy to see him again:
You can kinda see how sweaty Dante was. I am guessing that was the issue. For a moment, Baloo made everything all better but when it was time to move on, the meltdown continued.
You can kinda see how sweaty Dante was. I am guessing that was the issue. For a moment, Baloo made everything all better but when it was time to move on, the meltdown continued.We caught the tail end of a show at the Castle on the way out:
We stopped to watch a bit but Dante wouldn't stop screaming and I just said fuck it. I was beyond frustrated at that point. We met my mom and grandma at the front of the park and headed for the monorail. My plan at that point was to go back to the room and relax. We should have just stayed in the room because really, besides the kids *playing*, which they can do at home, we didn't see or do anything exciting the entire time we were there.
CJ and I decided to get food and bring it back to the room. He felt bad for not taking Livi on the ride he had promised to take her on so he and I decided we would take her to the beach area in the evening and watch the fireworks from there. Initially CJ and I were trying to figure out how he and I could just go back to the MK that night to see the fireworks alone, but that would have required the other adults to be with the kids and no one wanted to.
I had no idea the night was going to turn out to be so awful. I had the scare of my life.
To be continued...
We stopped to watch a bit but Dante wouldn't stop screaming and I just said fuck it. I was beyond frustrated at that point. We met my mom and grandma at the front of the park and headed for the monorail. My plan at that point was to go back to the room and relax. We should have just stayed in the room because really, besides the kids *playing*, which they can do at home, we didn't see or do anything exciting the entire time we were there.CJ and I decided to get food and bring it back to the room. He felt bad for not taking Livi on the ride he had promised to take her on so he and I decided we would take her to the beach area in the evening and watch the fireworks from there. Initially CJ and I were trying to figure out how he and I could just go back to the MK that night to see the fireworks alone, but that would have required the other adults to be with the kids and no one wanted to.
I had no idea the night was going to turn out to be so awful. I had the scare of my life.
To be continued...
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