Our second full day was, by far, the worst day of our trip. When Trevor and I visited Disney for our honeymoon, we loved every single park. However, we knew that since we were vacationing with little kids, we needed to decide which parks had the most to offer them. We figured we’d do Magic Kingdom twice, but since Epcot had two “Finding Nemo” experiences, we decided to go there. Horrible, horrible mistake.
Now, let’s just get this straight: I love Epcot. It may be my favorite park at Disney- I LOVE the World Showcase with all of the different countries, and Soarin’ was one of our favorite rides. Brody did not agree with this love. Nay, dare I say, Brody despised Epcot with every fiber of his tiny little self.
Our first stop was at “The Seas with Nemo.” This was great. Knox and Brody loved the ride, they loved seeing Nemo and Dory and the whole cute little story.
Then, we decided to go to “Turtle Talk with Crush.” It’s an interactive thing where the sea turtle, Crush, talks to the kids. It was super cute, but Brody had already started his conversion into a nightmare child, and Trevor had to take him out. Knox was interested, but it didn’t hold his attention well- I think that’s just because of his communication skills, though. After talking with Crush, we walked around the aquarium which they both also liked.
This is where things got fun. The sun was rising quickly. It was about 10:30. It was at least 125 degrees at this point. Sweat, everywhere. Places I didn’t know could sweat were sweaty. Brody hates to sweat. There was no Mickey to be seen, and Brody was under the impression that all the land was filled with Mickey Mouse, so he was getting pretty ticked. We tried to visit a few of the countries, but the only country Brody wanted to see was Magic Kingdom, so that didn’t appease him much. We finally gave up and decided to get an early lunch in China. Brody hates China. The restaurant wasn’t open so we had to wait in the gift shop. Brody hates gift shops. We finally were able to go in the restaurant. Brody hates restaurants.
This was Knox right before he took the fancy pitcher of soy sauce and poured it all over the table.
Trevor got the boys food from America but forgot a very American condiment Brody is addicted to: ketchup. Brody hates french fries without ketchup. Then, amidst his on-the-floor meltdown, our food arrived. Brody spotted sweet and sour sauce and deemed it ketchup. He was happy for five, glorious minutes.
It’s all a bit blurry after that because I have mentally blocked out the immense embarrassment that followed. There was screaming. Oh, the screaming. Loud screaming. Sweating. More screaming. Oh, and screaming. We basically ran for the exit at this point, sweating all the while. I was praising God that we had driven ourselves and paid $20 to park so that we were able to leave immediately instead of waiting on a bus. The afternoon ended with this:
At this point, Trevor tried to go home and vowed never to return to Disney World again. I talked him off the ledge, and instead of driving home, he went to the gym and burned off some frustration. That night, we ate dinner at Benihana, the Japanese steakhouse in our hotel. That was pretty fun for the kids to watch. This is Brody’s signature face, in case you haven’t noticed yet:
Then, it was time for bed. And a break. We decided pretty early on in the Epcot debacle that we were having a pool day the next day!
Next up: lazy pool day, Downtown Disney fun… and another epic Brody meltdown (of course)