We had a relaxing family morning. Sylvie doesn’t do well with “hanging out” with no direction, so she was acting out a bit, but she and Logan did play on the balcony. How are we going to survive in Chicago without all of this outdoor time each day? I will certainly miss it. The kids have seen us snapping pictures so often they have a new game, pretending to take pictures and showing us the photos. I think Hollywood Studios rubbed off on Logan, he has been creating whole videos with long storylines on his fake phone.
Jorge, Logan, Sylvie and I went to Epcot. We headed over to a show, waited in line, only to be told there were technical difficulties and turn around and head out the door please. Again? Ugh. We went on the boat ride and saw the unique gardens and fish ponds. It was a really informative and inspiring ride and I definitely wanted to do more research. The kids were fascinated, which is always a good thing. They were upset about who got to sit with daddy on the main Space ride in the Epcot ball, so we went twice. I loved going on the ride with Logan because my focus was on listening rather than convincing Sylvie not to be afraid. And then when I went on with her again, I got to whisper some kid-friendly explanations instead of remind her that the people were fake. The ride focuses on communication throughout history and it really struck a chord. We are in our time one piece of a long line of history, and inventors and entrepreneurs throughout time have pushed the limits of their current realities to bring us to a new place in time. I don’t personally feel like an enormous inventor type, but I love the idea that the world is always changing and our experiences in it are varied through time as well.
We hit a few fun activities- a fire safety game, a piggybank savings game and a videogame starring our family.
We met up with the rest of the crew in Epcot later on in the day and shared one last taste of french pastry. We all headed over to Downtown Disney by bus to enjoy dinner.
Downtown Disney in Florida was 180 degrees different than the one in California. To me, the one in California looked like the suburban oversized impressive meccas that we come across in Chicago-land. Vast storefronts and huge signage, each building taking 10 minutes to walk past. Here in Florida they accomplished a small-town feel with each storefront leading to a massive store beyond. The fact that it all sits around a bay/lake/water inlet of sorts is really nice. I really wanted to sit and have a drink under an umbrella and stare at the water and pretend I was in Seattle again.
But alas I found my Sylvie who was now having to go to the bathroom and low on blood sugar and ensconced in the largest Disney Store one could imagine. She found the hugest darn toy they sell, a castle, in a box the size of a small child, and lay her little body over that thing claiming it as her own. Demanding it come home with us. I’m not even sure how much it cost, but no explanation about it not fitting on the plane ride home would suffice. To add insult to injury, they actually sold some large duffel bag suitcases on the shelf above these monstrosities. Apparently we were not the first family traveling with a child who needed this castle. Others dished out the cash and brought them home. I stood my ground, and when the screaming decibel level reached glass-breaking levels, I carried a screaming Sylvie out of the store, pushing the double-stroller and picking up sippy cups as they fell out behind us.
Ah, outside at last. After a bit of craziness, Sylvie decided she wanted pictures with a Cinderella statue and a Sleeping Beauty Statue and some lego puppies. Then she stood up amidst the lego people and whacked her head on the lego lady’s arm. And off she went, wailing and carrying on. At least Logan was content on his lego decisions and we could head over to Wolfgang Puck for dinner.
Wolfgang Puck was quite a hike but Jorge and I enjoyed the architecture and others enjoyed the shopping. We get there and our dinner club cards only worked for the cafe and we had been looking forward to a sit-down dinner, ugh. So we hauled everyone to the bus waiting area, waited forever and a day, took a bus to Tennessee and back (at least it felt that way) and reached our destination. Only a 45 minute wait put us as eating super late again. Paco rented a bicycle to kill time and everyone rode on it, it was so cute! Food was okay and service was slow, it was way past my bedtime by the time we got back. Logan is still lego-obsessed and staying awake on sheer lego-determination. Tomorrow is the last real day of theme parks and while I’m done with the intensity of it all, I cannot resist one last go-around:)



























































