...in our hotel room. In Orlando. While Dad takes classes at the ADA convention.
Lucy has known about it for a long time. The little ones knew only about 2 hours before we left for the airport. Rose, with shaking hands, opened a parchment postmarked from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy granting her early admission. Cholita had an invitation to a royal princess ball. Bruder is home with friends, which makes us all sad, but it's hard to take time off during his junior year.
The Harry Potter park at Islands of Adventure is amazing. And amazingly crowded. The hour wait to get into the castle was surprisingly worth it though, just to see Rose's face.
Poor Cholita, who simply could not wait to go on Small World, found that Small World was closed for renovations. Cholita is a very cautious park-goer. She refused to ride "Snow White's Scary Adventure" because of the word "scary" and anything that looks even slightly fast is a no-go. The carousel is her type of ride. I was getting tired of waiting with Cholita while Rose and Lucy had all the fun, so I told her that The Big Thunder Mountain Railroad was just a choo choo train. She said, "Oh, I like trains!" and on we went. She's wasn't happy with me afterward but did puff up with pride as she told her dad that she rode on a roller coaster just like a teenager.
We have two more Disney days and one more Islands of Adventure day and Lyle has about a zillion more classes on teeth. Glad I'm not him.