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Trip Start Sep 12, 2009
14Trip End Sep 19, 2009
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The temporary tattoos have arrived...because if the kids will get lost we'll get a phone call...maybe we won't answer it...depends on the day...because we could save serious money on the air-fare back...but we're not that cheap (how dare you call us "cheap"?).
The kids are excited (almost as much as we are)...because we are pumping them with Disney propaganda which is being played non-stop on our TV... as well as a CD in the car...because we like to drive places...because we're interesting people...not some forrest animals that help a teenage princess clean the prison seven angry men keep her locked up in..really, who thinks up this stuff and then says "I think the kids will love it".
We have the luggage tags, the maps, the itinerary, the reservations, the fireworks schedule, etc. etc. etc...because that's the way we are...planning trips is the way we do it...unless we don't...which is most of the time.
A comforting event happened a few weeks ago in one of our trips.
Out daughter thought she was lost (Cheri was actually watching her the whole time) and she did what we told her to do – she approached another mother with children and told her (actually sobbed) that she can't find her mommy.
The brainwashing has begun to work...without any fairy dust...or lovely old ladies giving a delicious apple to a lonely princess...so she'll feel good about herself...only later to be killed by the princess' seven angry jailers...who thinks up such stories for kids anyway?
Ten days before we go we'll do the on-line check in the Evil Ones offer at the resort. No doubt to keep tabs on us...so they'll know we're coming...to get the slave quarters ready...the Empire said that maybe we'll get to feed the animals...or be fed to the animals...or get to see lots of animals running around...I'm not really sure...maybe "mousekeeping" really is a bunch of talking mice cleaning your room...it's a running theme in all the Empire's propaganda...I can't wait to find out.
Now we are thinking about packing, the plane trip – basically the first day...so we can go into the pool...because our daughter loves the pool...and she has us wrapped around her little finger (but don't tell her).
Since we are using the "magical express" to pick up our luggage we can safely assume we won't have them for several hours...but that's luxury for you...before we start picking up animal poop to stay warm at night...even though I'm pretty sure it's hot in Florida...but I haven't been there in several years.
Hence, we need to pack everything for the first day on the carry-on bags change of clothes, bathing suites, snacks, toiletries...because we like to stay clean...because we don't like to itch...even though we love "Itchey & Scratchy"...oh wait, wrong Empire.
All those plus the on-flight entertainment items (games, crayons, paper, toys, snacks, etc.)...because we know that being stuck in a metal tube with kids isn't fun...because we've done that before...and it isn't fun!
We are dreading the flights, but as the Empire says in a non-threatening booming voice heard through a mirror: "we survived the tyrannical rule of Head Dwarf "Boss Doc" - we’ll survive this as well".