Granddaddy just has to get them all a toy. Here he gave belle her little Minnie Baby.
Look at the close seats for the Indiana Jones Spectacular. Can you believe it? We had planned to watch this with the entire group, but they announced that it was standing room only. Magan and I have been in this before when standing room only is announced. The key is to sit right behind the handicap section. If there are still seats available when the show begins, they open these sections back up. So Magan and I left to try it out. A young cast member noticed us and said that we had to move back against the wall, so we picked up all the kids and shifted over that way...I guess the perspiration and winded looks on Magan and I made him feel pity, so he told us to wait right there. We did...then he came back to escort us down to the third row. AWESOME. Then I noticed this guy in red sitting in front of us talking to another cast member about how to get picked for the show...I looked at Magan and said "Are you OK with the kids if I go in the show?" I then handed Belle to Magan. When they asked for volunteers, how could they not pick the guy in the gumby shirt screaming next to a guy in a bright red shirt.
This was a great experience. Neat to go out on the set and do something I have never thought I would get to do. Cons are that I did not get to watch the kids faces during much of the Indiana Jones act. Me and Sam also got to do something else super cool, we got our picture with Indiana. Dave got a little stage fright...I think of the 7 foot guy standing beside me.
This is where Davis also got his Indiana Mickey that he takes everywhere. Or did take for awhile everywhere. I don't have any pictures of the many characters we saw at Hollywood studios. They are in the photopass pictures, which at the rate I am going, will not be blogged about this year. But there was a sad story of Davis. Now Davis loves the Incredibles...and his favorite is Mr. Incredible. So Hollywood Studios has one big area to meet characters and that is where we got to meet Lotso (Sam's Favorite) and Sorcerer Mickey. Davis did not care a bit for Mickey, he was just very excited to see Mr. Incredible come out. So Magan got in line for Mickey and as soon as I could get to her, I took Dave to the Mr. Incredible line. Davis was bouncing he was so excited. Flexing his muscles and smiling the whole time, cause not only was it Mr. Incredible, it was also Sub-Zero (??) his friend. As we got to number 2 to see him...a terrible announcement was made...He would be leaving. This is usually not to bad as they go away for 5 minutes then come back...but then they announced that coming back would be Mrs. Incredible. His shoulders sunk, slow tears came to his eyes as he watched Mr. Incredible walk right past him and out the mysterious door to character land. I looked up to see even Magan shedding tears for our little guy. It is so hard for him...having to make it through 8 days of Disney joy riding rides and having adventures each day...but could not see Mr. Incredible. OK, I was sad for him too, but like all 4 year olds, 30 minutes later he could not even remember who he was in line for.
Star Tours was closed, but we did use the force to get Mom to take this picture.
We had a great night as Granny and Granddaddy watched the kids while everyone else went and rode the Rockin Roller Coaster 2 times. Fun fun Fun...and I realized as that coaster sped off from a stop to 60 mph in about...heart attack seconds that I am getting old.
Sam rode the Tower of Terror when he was 3 last time we were here, and I believe it may have been giving him nightmares for the last 2 years. But he was a trooper, and wanted to ride again, so off we went. I think Magan and I just held on to him the whole time to make sure he was OK. He said he loved it, but didn't really ever want to ride it again.
We had a great night as Granny and Granddaddy watched the kids while everyone else went and rode the Rockin Roller Coaster 2 times. Fun fun Fun...and I realized as that coaster sped off from a stop to 60 mph in about...heart attack seconds that I am getting old.
Sam rode the Tower of Terror when he was 3 last time we were here, and I believe it may have been giving him nightmares for the last 2 years. But he was a trooper, and wanted to ride again, so off we went. I think Magan and I just held on to him the whole time to make sure he was OK. He said he loved it, but didn't really ever want to ride it again.
Sam had been asking ALL day for a strawberry smelling LOTSO bear, and on the way out of the park I found one in about the third store I went in. That bear is his buddy, and has been his buddy ever since. I am writing this blog in July, and he still has it with him every night.
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