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Day 2 MGM Part #1
Anyone familiar with Autism? Well, even tho my son hasnt been diagnosed with it, weve read a bunch and hes as close as you can get without actually calling it. Its officially called something like Speech & Language delay. But we all know its more than that its just that he doesnt quite fit the description of Autism (hes very loving among other things).
Here is how we handle it; we drink a lot!
j/k
Actually we handle it the same way any of you would. One frightening episode at a time.
Yesterday was so smooth for one primary reason. Moan Boy didnt
bug out on the plane. This is probably our greatest fear on vacations. When he loses it, were done for. You cant bring him back.
Lucky for us, a Dr. took pity and prescribed a medication which really helps a lot but doesnt turn him into a zombie either (after his first medication, we found him sunning himself on our landscape rocks like a comatose rattlesnake). Weve been giving him this drug for around 6 months without ever having missed a day and hes been so much better to deal with.
Well guess what?
We left this morning in a rush to make MGM by 9 a.m. and became complete
rooks in the process. We totally thru out 10 years worth of priceless Disney
training and became those people in front of you who obviously dont know what theyre doing. I hate those people. You hate those people. We became those people.
We left with our backpack in tow, minus our water bottles, snacks, makeup for mom, no breakfast for mom, no coffee for mom, no medication for Moan Boy, no allergy medication for dad and probably 8 other things I cant think of at the moment.
We pulled into our parking spot at MGM, and we are all the way down as far as you can be from the walkway and people mover (little train like thing that takes you to the park since the parking lot is the size of the Moon).
As we open the backpack to show the security guard, I ask Lin where the water bottles are. She gives me the
look like What, you didnt get em? I know its going downhill from here.
As we head to Tower of Terror I notice that Moan Boy is moaning extra loud & long and bouncing around like Tigger on Crack. Mom, did you give the boy his meds?
Once again the look. Only this one isnt the look I can deal with. This is the look of sheer terror as it registers what has happened and whats
about to happen.
You dont walk into Disney without a backpack and you dont pay rack rates for rooms and you dont ride Rockin Roller Coaster on Standby and you definitely dont go to the theme parks without medicating Moan Boy. These are rules you need to live by and you dont EVER forget them. We forgot the last.
Lin is a stay-at-home mom with the hardest job in the world. Ive got it easy. I go to work and police the inner-office workings of 95 people all hell bent on
getting the person sitting next to them. Lin has Moan Boy and Loud Girl. Taking care of Moan Boy alone is similar to taking care of a wild pack of rabid wolverines with toothaches. Toss in Loud Girl and youll understand where
Airport Lin came from on the way down.
She has never missed a morning without giving him his medication but the first day in Orlando, she forgot. Its not her fault. I was ALL over her to hurry up so we could make the park prior to opening. (Side note: There is nobody down here! MGM is empty and weve only seen about 15 cars at the hotel were at). We were in such a rush to hit the gate running that we became those dreaded rookies we all fear of getting stuck behind upon exiting Muppet Vision 3D. You know the ones. Stopped dead, 50 people behind them, staring at a park map and looking around dazed and confused.
Not only did we not give him his medication, we didnt have any water which is the only thing hell drink. No milk, pop, juice or beer. Only water. Not only that, he cant drink out of a drinking fountain! Wheres our water? Sitting in our fridge back in out hotel room.
Lets also toss in the fact that hes hungry, and picky about food, and its 10 a.m. and nothing is open. All we have are a pack of marshmallows as we left the snacks in the room. He immediately tossed the marshmallows on the table indicating what he thought of my offer of food.
He couldnt even enjoy one of his favorite rides (RRC) as he cried in line and starting repeating things over and over and moaning. Lucky for me, I was with Loud Girl waiting for them but Lin had to go through it with him and trust me, it wasnt pretty (Been there
Done that!).
We finally throw in the towel, packed up the kids in our rental stroller ($16/day) and head back
up stream through the throngs of incoming people, back to the parking lot to head back to our room so we can medicate the Boy.
One problem though! Where is the fricking car! I told you, we became total rookies today. I should have my DIS privileges revoked. I dont deserve to comment on forums anymore. We didnt even make a note of our parking area and row. How bad is that! How many times have we been here? Once? Twice? No, try 12 times for me!!
Thanks to my inner directional instinct, I was able to triangulate the location of the car using the clouds in the sky. Needless to say, if it wasnt for my innate ability to know everything there is to know about everything, wed never have found the car (Im setting myself up for Lins rebuttal once shes calmed down enough from the day to type By the way, shes sleeping as I type this and its only 5 pm
at least I hope shes only sleeping).
We finally make it back to our room having found the car. Lin says
Geez, I hope the maids arent in the room. Guess what? They are! Unbelievable! Could anything else go wrong? I feel lucky in the fact that we didnt die this morning as thats the only thing that went in our favor.
Did I mention its only
10:45 a.m.?
Part 2 of The Day from Hell coming up this evening.
Summary
Vacation - its vacation dummy! Slow down, relax, have fun, and never ever forget to put pills in the boy first thing in the morning.
Whiskey- Is it wrong to want a shot at 10 a.m.?
Parking Dont ever be as stupid as I was to park and not write down where we were. Thats just Busch League!!
Lots of pictures coming soon.
Whatever it is, it goes away quickly as I dont have time to be sick.
Snow on the way to the airport means at least a 20 minute delay due to de-icing. No problem there tho since I made sure we had 2 ½ hour layover on both the way down and back for just an occurrence. 
Can't wait to hear about MGM! 
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We were forgetting the morning, and everyone had a clean slate. Nobody was in trouble and it was time to go back to having fun. We HAD to salvage the day! My four year old wasnt impressed. She rarely is.
and headed to Cape May Café (at the Beach Club) for din-din.
Griped from the time we left the BW until we reached the van. Shes like a 15 year old trapped in the body of a 4 year old. She was still griping in the minivan on the way back to the room when I told her I was going to give her away to the Gypsies if she didnt pipe down. It was then she made her now famous line: You guys made me walk so much you turned my feet into glue stix.
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