Mar 31, 2014

Slices of Life, Vol. 47

This is a very special edition of Slices of Life. It's the one you've been waiting more than three months to read -- especially you, Jami L.! -- the one guest-written by my sister after her visit over Christmas. Enjoy.



All three boys had recently contracted lice at their school before my visit. Kat and Gray had  completed all of the necessary HAZMAT activities in the house, and had gotten the all-clear that the boys were lice-free before I arrived.

The first morning I was there, after I awoke, I came downstairs and walked into the kitchen. Nick and Nathaniel were eating cereal and watching TV. I kissed Nick on the head on my way to get water. He immediately started vigorously scratching his head at that spot. I asked him why he was scratching his head, and he said, “Oh, it’s probably just the lice.” 


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I asked Nathaniel if he had seen “Catching Fire,” the second in the Hunger Games trilogy. Nathaniel said he and Grayson saw it, and when I asked him if Katherine had gone with them to see it, Nathaniel said, “NO. Every single scene of that movie is much too powerful for her."

[This is probably accurate. My sister is a huge wuss about movies.]


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Amelia spilled Nerds all over the floor in the living room (where no kid is supposed to eat). Katherine told the boys (who had given Amelia the Nerds) to clean them up.

Jake dramatically shrugged his shoulders and said, “What, by EATING THEM?” (Which is exactly what they did).


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The boys, as most kids are, are obsessed with video games. They play them constantly, on their laptops, iPods, or Xbox. At some point one day, I tried to divert their attention (it didn’t work) by playing “Would you rather” with them.

Me: “Would you rather be a policeman or a firefighter?”

Nick: “Oh, I’d be the Po-Po, for sure.”


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Grayson got a couple of Call of Duty games for Christmas. Of course, the boys wanted to play, but the games are rated for adults. There were parental controls on one of them. Grayson allowed Nathaniel to try it out first. 

Grayson: “I’ll turn off cussing and blood.”

Nathaniel: “Oh, WHY BLOOD?”


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Jake asked me my age:

Jake: “How old are you?”

Me: “I’m three years younger than your Mommy.” 

Jake: [Incredulously] “Yo YONGO than Mommy? YO YONGO THAN MOMMY? I cayant believe that!”

Me: “Thanks, Jakey.”


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Nathaniel and Nick were playing Call of Duty; I was sitting on the sofa. I noticed that the Japanese soldier was smoking a cigarette.

Nick: “Is that meth or something? Meth is very popular in Japan.”

Nathaniel: “That’s in Taiwan, Nick.”

Me: “How do you guys know anything about meth?”

Nick: “We saw it on the Discovery Channel.”






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Grayson and Nathaniel were playing Call of Duty while my Dad and I casually watched.
Nathaniel shot a good guy, and was very trigger-happy in general.

Pop (my Dad, a retired Navy submarine Captain), watching from the couch, to Nathaniel: “NO, DON’T SHOOT HIM! HE’S YOUR SUBMACHINE GUNNER! Oh no!” 

[Nathaniel’s submachine gunner is dead].



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The boys decided they were going to make a ton of money on eBay by selling their PSP and Wii games, since they got an Xbox from Mop and Pop for Christmas. They started dividing up the PSP and Wii games they could sell.

Nick to Jake: “Jake, if you let us sell this, we’ll give you a quarter of the money we get.”

Nathaniel: “We’re splitting all of the money into thirds.”

Nick [gives dirty look to Nathaniel]: “Oh, yeah.”






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Nathaniel woke me up, in the most exasperated voice of all time, “Can you get up now? It’s like, 10:11.” [Ed. Note: I agree, I’m a lazyass when I can be, and 10:11 is embarrassing.] I came downstairs and asked Nathaniel if Amelia had eaten breakfast. 

Nathaniel: “Yes, she had Junior Mints for breakfast.” 

Me: “…She had…Junior Mints. Is that all?” 

Nathaniel: “Yes. We shared the box.”

Me: “Nathaniel, you know that Junior Mints is not an okay breakfast for you or Amelia, right?”

Nathaniel: “Yeah, but nobody was down here.”

Me: “You know better than that, buddy.”

Nathaniel: “Then get up earlier.”


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While playing basketball with the boys: Nathaniel, after making a basket: “Nothing but net, rim and backboard!”



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Jake, as a general observation: “Amelia kind of runs this house.”


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 Nathaniel’s fortune cookie said: “You will make a change for the better.”

Nathaniel gave the fortune to Nick and said, “Here, Nick, have this, it will benefit us all.”

Nick picked up the hot sauce bottle on the table and said to Grayson, “Can I pour this on him NOW?"


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I was going to bed in Nick and Jake’s room (Nick was sleeping with Nathaniel in his queen bed for the week, and I was sleeping in Nick’s twin). Jake had been asleep in his own twin bed for a few hours, but when I got into Nick’s bed, Jake was suddenly wide awake.

I slipped into bed and took off my sweatpants under the covers and put them on the floor (he couldn’t see anything.) He goes, “Do you have to sleep like that?”

I had no idea what he meant. I said, “Like what, buddy?” Jake hesitated. “With yo pants off?” I responded, “Do you want me to put my pants on, buddy?” He nodded his head solemnly yes.

So, I tried to sleep in sweatpants for probably the first time ever.


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About ten minutes later, Jake sat up, wide awake and said, “We get new pajamas for Christmas every year.” 

Me: “I know! Mommy and I took pictures of you in them, remember? Are they comfortable?” 

Jake: “Yes, they’re fleece. Are yours?” 

Me: “No.” 

 Jake: “Are yours cotton?”

Me: “Yes.” 

Jake: “Then I’m probably more comfortable than you are right now.”


After that little chat, Jake decided he needed to be tucked in again, like Miss Anna (his most beloved former Kindercare teacher and babysitter) does. So, I got to tuck him in and get one more hug and kiss from his sweet face.

He still couldn’t sleep, so I asked him if I could play some relaxing music. He said yes. I played a mix on my laptop that I had named “Sleepytown,” which consists of Bon Iver and the like. Jake was asleep in three minutes.

I was asleep within ten.

Mar 27, 2014

Disney 2014: Day 8 (Coming Home ... or trying to)

My sister caught a shuttle to the airport at 4:30 Saturday morning, but the rest of us had reservations for a 9:00 Character Breakfast at Chef Mickey's in the Contemporary Hotel to wrap up the trip.



The ONE CHARACTER we hadn't met in person happened to be one of The Big Five: Goofy. Or, if you're Amelia, "Goopy." We'd seen him from afar a few times during the week, but we'd never been able to get to him.

Amelia was on HIGH ALERT from the moment we entered the restaurant, looking for Goopy.



 And guess who was the first to come over! CHEF GOOPY!



Thank goodness we had our OFFICIAL LICENSED DISNEY AUTOGRAPH BOOKS at the ready. We didn't let any moss grow on those stones, let me tell you.



There was only one problem: Amelia didn't know quite what to do with CHEF Goopy. He didn't really look like himself.



And of course he couldn't talk to her in his trademark Goopy voice to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was who he purported to be.



Grayson had to go over and run interference, do some mild placating.



 Goopy tried communicating via telepathy, and ...



HE MADE A CONNECTION!



Crisis averted, Internet!

Chef Mickey arrived next, and Jake was able to perform his usual Quality Control exercise on Mickey's signature, thank goodness.



Nick got right in there with Mickey ... I think he was hyper-aware that this was his last chance to give the characters some love.




This might be my favorite picture of Nick and Jake from the entire trip. I mean, can you say "BLISS"?




Nick and Don.



Look. If you think Jake wasn't ACTUALLY checking every. single. signature. against the sample on the back of his OFFICIAL LICENSED DISNEY AUTOGRAPH BOOK, I have some beachfront property in Arizona I'd love to sell you.




Apparently Donald passed.



Well, Jake MIGHT'VE given him a note or two.




Minnie was great ... for some reason, Amelia wouldn't hug her, but the boys were all over her.



Adore the differences in the three kids' expressions here.



Pluto was a real sport to sign our OFFICIAL LICENSED DISNEY AUTOGRAPH BOOKS, because if I'm being honest, it must be a total drag to try to do that while wearing prosthetic paws.




As soon as we finished our breakfast, my parents had to go straight to the airport to catch their flight. We took a minute to get our "official Chef Mickey picture," because our flight wasn't scheduled until later in the afternoon.



As we walked back out to our van, I checked my email and saw that our flight had been postponed by about an hour. We'd already planned to spend a couple of hours at Downtown Disney, so we headed that way and talked about contingency plans as we drove, now that we might have even more time on our hands.

First stop? The LEGO Store.

Amelia was fascinated by the LEGO family, especially all the dogs.







She was also VERY quick to recognize "Cin-bretta's Castle" just inside the side door ..."



... and " 'Punzel's Tower" just on the other side.



She was REALLY into those, but they make the Cinderella, Ariel, Sleeping Beauty and Snow White sets in Duplo versions, which is really more her speed. So that's what on her Amazon wishlist right now.



We wandered around and looked at all the LEGO creations while the boys played with all the available LEGOs -- which was a LOT of LEGOs.





Some of the store employees were outside at the building tables giving out LEGO wheels, encouraging the kids to build vehicles to race.



Our boys built and raced vehicles for at least half an hour, if not longer. HOG HEAVEN MUCH?




Amelia was fading a little bit (not a good sign, since we had hours and hours before our trip home), but she was willing to play for a while at the Duplo tables.






The whole time we were at Downtown Disney, I continued to receive emails that our 5:30 flight was being moved back and forward by anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour.

At this point in the day it was only around 1:00 and our flight had been postponed to 7:10, and we'd had such a large breakfast that we weren't interested in lunch. Ultimately Grayson and the boys decided they wanted to go back to Hollywood Studios for a couple of hours ... we had the tickets available on our Park Hopper passes, so it wouldn't cost any more for admission ... still, I wasn't sold.

I think I'd just mentally already checked out of Disney. Ha! My parents and sister were gone, we'd checked out of our resort, and we were just biding our time until we needed to head to the airport. Plus, the kids were so tired, and as much as they didn't want to admit it, I think they were ready to go, too.

Nonetheless, I didn't have a better alternative, so we drove over to Hollywood, but Amelia fell asleep on the way. I sent Grayson and the boys on into the park, and I sat in the van with Amelia while she slept. I caught up on Twitter and played all my Words with Friends moves. It was the opposite of terrible.

When Amelia woke up about 90 minutes later, she, Baby 'Punzel and I took the tram in.



At that point (around 2:45), she and I WERE both hungry, so we ducked into the ABC Commissary to eat a late lunch. And while we were eating, Grayson texted me and said, "They are being unusually annoying, especially Jake."

GEE, IT'S A SHAME WHEN I'M RIGHT.

I texted back, "Meet us at the photographer in front of the hat."



Oh, did I mention that it was Valentine's Day?

Also, I'd been traipsing around all day in my AIRPLANE CLOTHES. Meaning skinny jeans, T-shirt and a three-quarter sleeved sweater. I was about to DIE, but I hadn't been planning on walking around for six hours in the hot air. I'd been planning on two hours indoors at the Contemporary, two hours meandering around Downtown Disney, and then the rest of the day in the airport or on a plane. Hollywood Studios was nowhere in my plan.



And for the record, you guys were really nice not to say how terrible I looked in those ill-fitting shorts and T-shirts all week. I'm sure you were thinking that I'd gained back all that weight I lost last year. Actually, I haven't ... I'm still at minus-35 and holding. But wearing old maternity shorts and T-shirts doesn't flatter me. So, sorry about that.

After we had our cute conversation-heart pictures taken, we finally went on to the airport -- even though we continued to get emails with conflicting information about our departure time.



As soon as Amelia saw people taking their shoes off at Security, she immediately followed suit. Even though she didn't need to.



She insisted.



The TSA agent spoke to each of the kids individually, asking them their full names, ages and about their trip. Jake answered, and then said, "And you are NOT taking these SUNGLASSES. I JUST GOT THEM A FEW HOURS AGO."

I had to explain to him that he doesn't make the rules at the Orlando airport.



Little Miss Independent.



When we got to our gate, we ended up sitting there for a few hours.



Luckily, because of all the changes over the course of the day, there were hardly any passengers, and our crew was stuck in Minneapolis.



So we basically just sprawled. Everywhere.




Look! She's finally wearing a T-shirt that fits. Oh, but she grabbed Nick's cap, and it doesn't match.




No worries ... he took it back!



When we finally managed to board the plane -- four hours later than scheduled -- it was a huge relief.

There were only 15 of us passengers on it. I don't think I've ever flown in the company of so few people. It made for a very cozy flight ... and we were almost completely alone back in Coach, because all but two of the others moved up to First Class when given the option.



Amelia wanted to sit with me again, but I'd promised Nick he could sit with me for the first half of the ride home, and then Jake could take a turn by me.



She made several appeals, some calmer than others.




Once we took off, the cabin lights went down, and it was so peaceful.




I'm a total Window Seat Slut, so I spent every minute that someone didn't need me with my forehead plastered to the Plexiglas.



Eventually Nick moved up a row, Jake moved next to me, and Amelia moved up to sit by Nathaniel. Since we were virtually the only people in the entire rear section of the plane, we could essentially do whatever we wanted to. The flight attendants were really nice and brought us refills on our snacks and drinks as an apology for our delay.




Jake and Nathaniel picked up these Kingdom Keepers books at Downtown Disney -- have you heard of these? They're mysteries centered around young teens that take place inside Disney World.



Anyway, they're more Nick's and Nathaniel's grade level, but Jake is a great reader and was determined to take them on. And he did!

Amelia really wanted to sit in my lap as we got closer to Birmingham ... we were on final approach when she started screaming, "HOLD YOU! HOLD YOU!" -- but at that point, she needed to sit in her own seat and be buckled in.

She finally fell asleep and didn't even wake up when we landed.



Exhausted, Internet.



And who could blame her? Her first Disney trip on the books. Home more than four hours later than we'd planned, ultimately after midnight by the time we got home and in bed, but I think that this trip may actually form some of her very first memories.



Thanks so much for coming along with us! I've enjoyed sharing it all with you.



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