As residents of Florida, we have a unique opportunity to purchase Disney World season passes at reasonable rates. There are a number of options from which to chose. You could buy the full monty, which pretty much means you can go anytime you want. As long as the park is open. Then for a cheaper price, you can chose options which preclude you from going during certain times of the year. And then for an even more frugal price tag, you could get passes that limit not only certain months and weeks, but also the weekends.
We went for curtain number 3. We’ve been saving for season passes for some time, and decided to go with the option that has black out dates during the summer, spring break, and the week between Christmas and New Years. Weekends at Disney World are also dead to us.
Which really, who wants to go in the summer, IN FLORIDA. And we prefer to stay away when the crowds are high (in numbers) anyway. So the super duper frugal pass is perfect for our little family.
So, happily, we’re back to ditching the occasional school day and making the trip into Orlando to visit the happiest place on earth. We call it a field trip. Because justifying why I do what I do is simply a gift.
In an effort to save even more money, I’ve taken to pre-packing all of our snacks, lunch, dinner, and drinks into two portable coolers. Which we then load onto Jensen’s stroller.
Yes, the same Jensen who is now 7, weighs 65 pounds, and is a full 4 and a half feet tall. If he wanted to, he could fold his own ratty stroller and carry it in over his head. While an older sister rides shotgun.
And yet, every time Fiddledaddy tries to carry it out to the curb with the rest of the trash, I haul it back into the garage. Because it is a necessary part of our trips to Disney World. First off, it has a beverage holder for the mother. Secondly, it holds two coolers plus various jackets, hats, lanyards, and an industrial sized bottle of Extra-strength Excendrin. A third bonus, it will hold a weary 7 year old when he peters out 2 miles before we get to the car. And lastly, it acts as a very nice walker when the mother who is not all that coordinated, say, trips over her own feet.
The stroller no longer has a roof, a tray, or even the ability to strap a child into the seat. Its occupant looks rather like the giant baby from the cartoons of my youth, wherein the intoxicated stork delivers the wrong sized child to the right sized parents.
I don’t care. Stare at will, people. Until I invent a stroller made for older children plus all of the
crap cargo that is required for trips to places like Disney World, I’m packing it.
Another way that we decided to save a little money (and this is Fiddledaddy’s brilliant plan) is to take our 2002 Toyota Prius on this journey in lieu of our nice comfortable gas guzzling Honda Odyssey. You know, the one with leather seating, entertainment center, and the ability to seat the children SO THAT THEY DO NOT TOUCH ONE ANOTHER.
Now this party of 5 is making the hour plus change trip into Orlando in a SARDINE CAN. The children have no choice but to touch one another. And since the stroller has to ride in the trunk, any other necessary cargo must ride with the passengers.
OH WHAT FUN. The Bickering Bickerlys sat in VERY close proximity to one another both there and back. And as luck would have it, two thirds of them are prone to car sickness. And one of them, who shall remain nameless, likes to use bad breath as a form of weaponry.
On the bright side, if I wished, I could simply reach a hand back there and swat at anyone causing a commotion. My arm rather resembles a fan in that manner. Cutting down on the amount of air conditioning we may need. Win win.
My second invention, right after the industrial sized stroller, will be that vehicular plexiglass partition which divides the parents from the peanut gallery.
As soon as the twitching subsides, I will get right on that.