Saturday, December 24, 2011
An experience to say the least // SDC
The day began a few steps behind as we were a little late getting started. Momma Fail #1. Halfway there Ryan was certain we were not going to make lunch with Santa. Needless to say he discovered his lead foot in efforts to get us there on time. We made a tragic mistake and did not take the traffic relief route going into Branson. This was a BAAAAAD idea and we will never do it again. Momma fail #2. Stand still traffic is not good for my husband's mood .... or his vocabulary. Ugh! After a long time in traffic we were on the home stretch to SDC. Ryan was absolutely certain we had missed lunch as we were now 30 minutes late and not even in the park. We parked and loaded the stroller as fast as we could -- have you ever tried to cram a breast pump under a stroller?? Well, it isn't an easy task. As I was doing this, Ryan was working to repark the car as he pulled in a little crooked. In doing this he almost backed over me-- luckily the people parking next to us yelled and I hopped out of the way. Are you keeping score? This is like fail #3 for the day. Once we got everything loaded we headed towards the park without ever looking back -- remember that last line, it will come back to haunt us later.
We called Cameron only to find out that we really hadn't missed anything yet. YIPPEE!! We rushed into the park and made it to lunch! Happy momma, kiddo and hubs! (I do however still maintain that this Santa was tipping the bottle but it sure didn't matter to the kids!)
August when I sent the boy to SDC with all the cousins? Well, the balls were very memorable. Clearly.
While I was doing this, the rest of the crew headed to see the Frosty show and get out of the rain.
We walked out like we knew what was going on and quickly realized we didn't. It was pouring. I was so soaking wet that my hair had stopped absorbing the rain. Chaz was curled up in the stroller with the shade pulled down over like a cocoon to protect him from the rain. Miserable. Did I mention that both Ryan and I had zero battery on our phones? Momma fail #5.
We walked. And we walked. And we walked. Finally, we decided to go back to the main gate and catch a tram. Maybe if we hopped one we would spot our car. Back and forth. Back and forth. We jumped off a few times thinking we had spotted our car only to realize that when we got closer it wasn't ours. UGH! Back to the main entrance. Hop a bus. Back and forth. Back and forth. We even told the bus driver and several tram drivers that were had lost our car. We were pitiful. But there was zero arguing and Chaz was wonderfully patient with his terrible parents. Unfortunately, there was a last straw in that the final bus driver dropped us off in a lot in the MIDDLE.OF.NOWHERE! OMG. Ryan ran up a hill to get a better vantage point and I quickly shed some tears before putting my brave face back on. Don't judge. It was dark, freezing and pouring rain. I had a child and they had told us the shuttles stopped at 7.. Oh but we didn't know what time it was because our phones were dead. Yes, I dropped a few tears in this situation.
Up the GIANT hill pushing a stroller. Then we decided to go further back in a previously explored parking lot. Ryan was pushing the alarm button on his key fab the entire time in order to set off the car. All of the sudden "BEEP BEEP BEEP" There it was!! We had been within 30 feet of it three times. Really.
Total time lapse from leaving the park to getting in the car-- 1 hour 45minutes.
Ryan and I felt like total failures as parents but in the end all Chaz said was "I had fun but tomorrow we are not going to lose our car" Amen little man, amen.
Strip down the kiddo, put on pjs and crank up the heat. Never.going.back.ever.