I should have gotten these all down while they were a bit fresher...
Devin is just about 40 inches. Just about, but not quite. On a trip to Walt Disney World, this is significant because there are a lot of really cool rides you can't ride if you're not quite 40 inches tall. That included Dinosaur at Animal Kingdom. I felt like he passed the do-it-yourself test, but the ride attendant didn't feel the same way. Devin got some pretty neat safety cards for bursting into tears at that ride. And, I got him an orange juice bar.
He didn't get anything for his trouble at Test Track in Epcot, though. He tried. He tried so hard. He tried his tip-toes. He tried standing up so straight his shoulders touched his ears. He jutted his chin high into the air. The ride attendant, I could tell, wanted him to pass. But there was a moment before she said no that we all knew he was just too short. In that moment, his face crumbled. When she gave her final no, he wailed.
I don't know, but there's something about a wailing Devin that his mom and dad find irresistible. John scooped him up and did his best to quiet his tears, and he probably would have bought him another OJ bar had he thought it would help.
Despite his status as not quite 40 inches tall, he did get to ride Soarin' and Splash Mountain. I guess the 40 inch rule has a little bit of give on those rides. While waiting in line for Soarin', Devin made note of how if he's tall enough to ride Soarin', he should be tall enough to ride Test Track. It's true. I was surprised and impressed by his logic. So we did head across the park to try Test Track again after riding Soarin'. Our 4 year old's logic was faulty, though, as the ride attendant pointed out that "Test Track isn't Soarin'! It goes 65 miles per hour!!" She was a little annoyed. I don't think we were the first parents to use the "he just rode Soarin' logic" that day.
Trevor got to ride a lot of things he'd been missing. Space Mountain, Thunder Mountain, Space Mountain, Expedition Everest, Space Mountain, Space Mountain. That was pretty exciting. Trevor doesn't like Playhouse Disney AT ALL. And, his dislike of that is ruining Disney in a lot of other areas for him. So, I'm glad that he can finally ride Space Mountain. He still has a few things to look forward to. I can't remember what, but he has to be 48 inches tall for some rides, and he isn't there yet.
The boys got to see the fireworks show at Magic Kingdom for the first time. It's called Wishes and it's narated by Jiminy Cricket. It yielded two Devin gems. First, he asked if Tinkerbell could fly. She can. She's on a zip line, but it sure looks like she's flying. This made Devin realize something. All those characters must really be the real characters! If they were all just people in costumes, they couldn't fly!
He also wanted to know if he could make wishes in Magic Kingdom. Then, he wanted to know if he could make them on the way back from Magic Kingdom. And, he wanted to make them in our room. He wished that all Trevor's transformers would come to life and that he would see 15 Mickey Mouses! He told Trevor his wish, and Trevor told him how it would be bad if the Decepticons also came to life. True. So true.
I really need to get John to guest blog. Most days, I was in charge of Devin, and he was in charge of Trevor. So, he must have all the Trevor gems. I don't have as many as I'd like.
One last one...we drove those smelly little go-carts between Tomorrow Land and Toon Town in the Magic Kingdom. I let Devin drive. He thought that was the coolest thing ever. "Did you love it when I drove you around the track, Mom?" I did! I really did.
My mom told me this story. She'd blog it if she had a blog. I just know she would.
Vikki, my sister who I haven't spoken to in like a month (call me!), was cutting my mom's hair. Logan was watching with a serious look on her face. Then, she announced, "I don't think anyone will laugh at you." She told me another Logan story, but I forgot it. Darn!