We took off last week and went to the big D in Florida.  It was a week of sheer happiness and it was nice to forget about everything.  Everything.  The kids had no clue we were going and were so busy reading and playing contentedly in the car that they didn’t realize where they were until we drove right under the big entrance!

Bear loves Winnie the Pooh and Tigger.  We don’t do Princesses.  Bear loves fairytales, dressing up in fancy dresses and putting on tiaras, but the allure of Disney princesses is non existent for her.  All the better.  There were only very short lines (although I heard the Elsa line was miles long) and Winnie the Pooh and Tigger are at Magic Kingdom, Epcot, and Animal Kingdom, so one little girl was delighted.  We rode our favorite rides over and over and never waited more than 5 to 10 minutes, except for Peter Pan.  Why is it that the shortest ride has the longest line? However, it was a mere twenty minutes and we did have a fast pass to skip it once.

lovinonpooh{the above photo is from a previous trip 2 years ago}

Speaking of Fast Passes, has anyone gone to the park now that there are no paper fast passes?  You get a magic band and can schedule three passes per day.  If you go in February and the lines are short anyway, I guess that doesn’t matter much, but what about when the parks are really busy?

It turns out that Bear loves roller coasters and she rode Everest in Animal Kingdom (I loved, loved, loved that one) and even Space Mountain (she didn’t like that one).  The Goofy roller coaster in the new section of Magic is fun, but almost as short as the Peter Pan ride.  Thunder Mountain was also a big favorite.

Coming home from a vacation always results in a bit of a discouraging slump though, and I struggled through five loads of laundry and a reluctant return to school.  Preparing for tomorrow’s Passport Club is stressing me out and making me really sad, because the last time I hosted, I had just found out I had placenta previa at 12 weeks and been put on bed rest. (For those of you who have just started reading, that pregnancy did not end well.  You can read about it in this post.)  And this laundry – we’ve been digging through the pile for clean clothes, because I just can’t get myself to fold it.  (And there is still a load in the dryer.) Sigh.