Sunday Update... Ran out of creative titles.
Whew, we have had a whirlwind few days, running here, there and everywhere, and getting ready for Disney on top of all of it!
First of all, the happiest place on earth has become completely cutthroat with reservations for dining, especially character dining. I figured ten days in advance was FINE to make reservations-- what a mistake! But after three hours on the phone and about nine thousand revised itineraries, we will be permitted to eat while in Disney. And we'll be doing the character dining thing four times!
This morning we went out to breakfast and a kind-hearted couple (who were apparently also blind and deaf) with two kids came up to us and said, "Your children are so incredibly well-behaved, well-mannered, and smart; we just had to tell you that we noticed that..." I said, "Well THANK YOU! How old are yours?..." You could see Chris giving me the death ray look that said, "They've said the children are well-behaved; now cut the conversation short before Ror throws his pancake at them."
Riley Kate has been amazing us all weekend with her blossoming conversational skills. When we call her name, she now answers with an exasperated, "WHAT?" as though we've just interrupted something very important. She also answers yes/no questions appropriately-- "Riley Kate, are you Mommy's baby?" "Yeeeessss..." "Is Rory Mommy's baby?" "Noooooo." "Do you look so pretty today?" "Oh, YEEEESSSS!"
Rory's become the judgmental toddler of the family, pronouncing everything that everyone else does as gross, disgusting, or a bad choice. Last night we were at a restaurant (do you see the pattern for weekends? Every story starts with, "at the restaurant...") and he dropped his crayon and shouted, "She made me drop my color! THAT'S A BAD CHOICE, RI-KATIE! It's a BAD CHOICE!" The night before, Connor amused himself so thoroughly that he accidentally snorted some of his chocolate milk through his nose, which Ror said was "Yuckers, and a bad choice!" I showed him a picture of a "wiggle worm" in his animal book, and he said, "Mommy, don't show me! That's usGUSting!"
Connor is keyed up for co-op tomorrow and wonders if maybe he can invite some of his new friends along to Disney. You know, no need to lose the momentum of budding new friendships because of a pesky little vacation-- let's just bring 'em all along.
Chris and I are spending the evening watching videos of the kids when they were babies (well, more babies than they are now) and smugly congratulating each other on having such cool kids. It doesn't get much more obnoxious than that.
P.S. My new "watch me grow" photo will be belatedly posted tomorrow evening! :)
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