So what's an obsessive control freak to do? Improvise. Instead of riding Aladdin's Magic Carpet as planned, Mom and I hopped into the stroller friendly, air conditioned line to meet Terrence and Tinkerbell. The line was "fairyily short" at an hour, but long enough to give the girls a nice nap.
Once inside Fairy Hollow, Terrence was there to greet us.
With a small burst of energy we began our climb to the top of The Swiss Family Robinson Treehouse. Grandma and Brie loved all the details along the way. Unlike Briar and I, we couldn't help but think about the upcoming parade throughout the tour.
Which meant soon after I had us girls parked on a shaded curb, an hour early for yet another parade, much to mom's chagrin. Mom, all I have to say is it left us plenty of time to plan out the next phase of the day. Oh and don't forget those Mickey Ice Creams we enjoyed. However, let everyone forget the many parental meltdowns of passer byes. There are a lot of tears in Disney World.
It was enough to make this tenderhearted mom cry. Like I said, there are a lot of tears in Disney World.