Disney Day 4 -Disney's Hollywood Studios

Updated: I changed the privacy settings on the online album. It should work for everyone now. Oops, sorry. I thought if I linked to an album it would automatically allow viewers. Sorry! Now you should be able to just click on the picture and see our wonderful day!

Well, can we just say that I have been horrible at getting these vacation pictures up? I am terribly sorry too! There are so many of them, I have been uploading them to online albums as I get a chance. It takes forever. Anyway, all you have to do is click on the picture below and it will take you to the album and you can see all of the pictures from day 4. We spent the day at Hollywood Studios.

We started off with a Playhouse Disney Character Breakfast. Jo Jo, Goliath, Leo, and June were there. We had a great time. Boog loves the Playhouse Disney Characters. We did this breakfast the last time we were there too. My family loves breakfast! We do not go out for breakfast much while at home. I think it is crazy the price you have to pay for a pancake or egg! So, needless to say, this was an awesome treat for daddy and the kids. While we were eating though, Boog snapped the elastic on his cap and popped himself in the chin. Poor guy. He tried so hard not to cry.

After breakfast, we headed to Mommy and Sour Apple's favorite ride, Rock 'n' Rollercoaster with Aerosmith baby! My all time favorite! I feel the need for speed, dark, twists, turns and upside downs! Woo hoo!

After this trilling ride, we headed over to Tower of Terror, Daddy and Lemon Drop's favorite. I skipped because we were wanting to see Beauty and The Beast and head over for the Playhouse Disney show too. After the shows, we went into the Imagination of Disney. (I am sure that is not what it is called but I forget right now) Sour Apple (and Daddy) love to draw and inside we got to take a class and learn to draw Dug from the movie UP. Well, needless to say...I suck at drawing...somehow we managed to not get enough seats so daddy sat with Boog and did not get a chance to show all of his skills. He ended up finishing up for Boog though. I tried to get him to take my place because we all know I cannot even draw a circle! And at Disney, a circle is the beginning of everything! Oh well.

We headed out for a late (really late) lunch and to find a place for the parade, which by the way, we thought we were at the beginning and come to find out we were at the very end. Horrible place to watch from. They were all hot and tired by the time they got to us so they just waved and walked through the gate. Oh well.

After lunch we were off to ride Toy Story Mania, the new 4D ride. It was awesome! After that, we crossed the sidewalk and met with Buzz and Woody.

When we finished, the big kids wanted to go off on their own for a bit. We played in the Honey I shrunk the kids play area then went back to ride Toy Story Mania once again.

We met up with the kids a while later and had dinner at the Sci-Fi drive in. Awesome food.

The sad part of the day, we managed to lose a bag with a Rock 'n' Rollercoaster purse that Lemon Drop had picked out and a Yoda shirt we had gotten for Boog that said, "Judge me by my size, do you?" Oh well...maybe next time.

Enjoy the pictures but please let me know if you are unable to view them. Please excuse the quality and repeats, with there being so many, I did not edit any of them. I just uploaded all of them as they were. Straight out of the camera. Sorry. I hardly ever do that. Just did not have the time! We had a fantastic time. Enjoy!

Disney Day -Disney's Hollywood Studios

Falsely Accused

Poor little Boog. Today he was falsely accused...

guess that is what happens when your big brother finds brown stuff on your leg and on your lower back.

Sour Apple (loudly): "Boog! Go down stairs and find Momma."

Boog (screeching): "Why?"

Sour Apple: "Is that poop? Did you poop in your pants? Boog! You pooped! Go find Momma! MOMMA!"

Boog (crying at this point): "I did not poop in my pants!"

Daddy: "Do you need to poo poo? Come in here and get on the potty!"

Boog: "I do not need to poo poo!" (you guessed it...screeching!)

Daddy: "Get in here and get on the potty!"

Boog: "I do not need to potty."

Daddy (looking in the underwear) "There is no poop in there. But there is poop on his leg and back." (wiping what appears to be poop from Boog) "That is not poop! It is chocolate!"

Boog: "I told you I did not poop!"

Sour Apple: "Then what was that on his leg?"

Daddy: "Chocolate, he had a granola bar earlier!"

Poor Boog...falsely accused.

Weekly Wednesday...lazy style

No big productions today...just a few snapshots while we were playing. We did not even get dressed today! Woo hoo!

Push-ups, perhaps?

You talkin' to me?And these are for you Gee Gee and Aunt Cinde! We know how much you love baby legs!

But since he has been crawling, he is really tearing up his knees!

Addicted

That's right...something none of us what to talk about, something none of us want to admit to. That does not mean it is not a real problem in America.

Addiction...

Hello. My name is Suzi and I am addicted...to reality TV!

A few years ago when all of the reality shows first started, you would not have caught me dead watching one...what the %$#@ happened?

A few years back we barely even watched TV, sure we watched an occasional Desperate Housewives, maybe an Extreme Makeover Home Edition, a Two and a Half Men occasionally but really, that was it.

Now...what happened you ask? I wish I knew. It has gone downhill from there. We are addicts. We cannot help ourselves. We get behind on shows, our dvr is backed up with episodes of our favorite shows that there are not enough hours in the day to catch up on each of them. Our dvr is full, we are having to set it to "resolve by priority" what is the world coming to?

Now, instead of watching good ole sitcoms, it is "What time does The Bachelorette come on? What about Big Brother? America's Got Talent, Dancing With The Stars, So You Think You Can Dance, Wipeout, Tori and Dean, Jon and Kate, 18 Kids and counting, Little People Big World, Extreme Makeover Home Edition (yes still), The Bachelor, Dating in the Dark. I think the ONLY reality TV show we do not watch, sit down my friends...is American Idol (I know, we are the only people in the US who do not watch that show. I am sure I am forgetting some...actually, yes...American Chopper, Ice Road Truckers, The Deadliest Catch, Survivorman, and something about the wild.

My friends, we need help! Did I mention that we still watch Desperate Housewives, (we have been sucked in to) Lost, Two and a Half Men and AFV. Good Lord! We really need help. Do they make pills for reality TV addicts? Is there a support group? Monthly meetings? Well, we could not participate in monthly meetings, what was I thinking? We might miss one of our shows!

We dvr so many reality TV shows that sometimes we miss the end of a show because the TV has to flip to another channel to pick up the beginning of another show that we absolutely must record or the world will end!

Addicted I tell you, addicted!

Happy Eleven Month Birthday!

Oh my...where has the time gone? I cannot believe that my baby is 11 months old. Do you know what that means? It means he will be turning 1 next month! Nope, that cannot be right. There is just no way that my sweet tiny baby is already very rapidly approaching his one year birthday. No way at all.

He is just the sweetest thing ever. He is very loving and cuddly. Although, now that he is mobile, he loves then leaves. Up, down, up, down, up, down...that is how we spend our time. Well, that and chasing him out of the dog's food and water. When he gets down, he makes a bee line for the kitchen, he knows exactly where the food dish is. If he sees you pick it up, he has a fit.

He is Mr. (partly, when I want to be) Independent. You know, doing the things he wants to do, on his own terms. Wouldn't it be nice if we all had that option? He is still not a great sleeper. Let's rephrase that, he is a horrible sleeper most of the time. I have not figured out what that is all about. I just keep on telling him that he had better be glad he is so cute. Although, I have resorted to falling asleep while nursing him (yes again) and letting him sleep beside me, or between my legs. Actually, it is more like letting him sleep wherever it is that he falls asleep because I am usually already asleep.

He is getting quite the personality too. I think he just knows that he is cute. He loves to play with his older brothers and sister, AND the dog. I do not think the dog is very pleased with his new found mobility though. That means there are not many safe places to hide, except for the back of the couch and I only give that a few more months. He has been such a joy in our lives. He loves to laugh and likes to be the center of attention. If you are in a room with other people talking, he will be heard. He "talks" along with the crowd.

I think he is as much Daddy's boy as he is Mommy's boy. It is an equal kind of thing. He wants Mommy when he wants Mommy and he wants Daddy when he wants Daddy. No more, no less.

Yep, I just cannot believe it is approaching time for his very first birthday. It makes me sad, yet happy at the same time. I am ready, yet not ready for him to move on to larger, more exciting things.

He is full of curiosity and wonder. He is very observant. He loves to watch people.

And his hands...well, he could not do without them. They are his new best friends. He explores everything he can get his hands, then mouth on. You can see the determination on his face trying to pick up little pebbles from the rock he is sitting on.

The water was another source of entertainment. For him, as well as us, but in different ways of course. To be a fly on the wall during these pictures might have been worth it. The entire time, you could hear me saying, "Do not take your eyes off of him. Do not look away. Keep your eyes on him. Stay close. I can cut you out of the picture." I was so afraid one false move and he would have ended up head first onto another rock or into the water. Wheew, it was a successful day in the end. No injuries.

He found a small pine needle. It was a great source of entertainment.

I just love those feet and legs.

My sweet baby. He will be one soon. Sigh.

Asking for prayers for Stellan...once again.

Wow, this just goes to show you that nothing in life should be taken for granted, not even for one day...one second. Please reach down deep in your hearts and begin to pray for baby Stellan once again dear family and friends.

He had a planned admission into the hospital at the end of last week to try a new regimen of heart medications that required monitoring. He has gone downhill from there. He had been having bouts of SVT on and off but upping the medications at home had been somewhat controlling it. The new medications are not doing the trick now, and according to his Momma, he has hit the wall.

Please take a minute to go to her blog for the latest information. Thanks in advance for your prayers for this family in their time of need.

Weekly Wednesday

Another Wednesday, come and gone...

Not me my child! Monday

This week there is a new spin on Not me! Monday. It is called "Not my child!" Monday. Since most of the things our children do (or do not do) embarrass us terribly, this should be fun!



Friday, the last day of Vacation Bible School (or Bacation Bible School as it was not so lovingly called) the church kept the water bouncies up for a few extra hours for the volunteers and their children. While waiting in line to do a long bouncy slip and slide, it was not my child who yelled from across the way while starting to pull his bathing pants (as he called them) down, "Mommy! Can I just pee right here?"



It was not my child who came downstairs the other night with all 10 of his fingers covered in black ink! It was not my other child, who put the ink on his little brother's fingers, trying to do a crime scene investigation. It was then not my husband (I know, this was not part of the game) who went sprinting up the stairs like his hair was on fire to find out what the black stuff was AND where the black stuff was!



It was not my child who refused to sleep at the beginning of the week, even though he should have known his mommy was worn out from being responsible for 24 2nd and 3rd graders at VBS. It was not the same child that was taken to the doctor to find out he had 2 ear infections! No wonder the poor little guy could not sleep!



It was not either one of my small children that could be heard from 'round the world on any given morning last week around 8:30am CST while being dropped off in their rooms at the church. Geez...not my kids! They are used to being dropped off by now and they would never scream like wild animals, gnash their teeth or hang on to their mommy with both hands and feet and have to be pulled off!



This is fun...I could go on and on...my kids are perfect so I know it is not my children we are talking about here.



It is not my child that had a summer reading project that he was supposed to be doing and has not come anywhere near completing it. Nope, not my kid! He does not have to go back to school on August 13th and this is not for a major grade.



Speaking of school, it is not my precious little angel of a 4 year old that will be starting pre-school this year. Nope, not mine. Good thing too because there is just no way his mommy or daddy could take that. Wow, glad we are not those parents.

Yesterday, it was not my oldest child that fixed a bowl of dry cereal for the middle boy child, who then proceeded to spill the dry cereal all over the living room floor. Then, it was not my dog (I know, it is not called that...just wait for it) and my youngest child who turned and sprinted (or crawled very quickly) toward the cereal covered living room floor. It was not my precious sweet baby boy who began to, as quickly as he could, gobble up the cereal from the floor like he had not eaten in days, along with the dog by his side. It was not my older boys that began to immediately clean up the mess, (WHAT??? Without even being asked!) which made the baby boy flip out like someone was taking the last bit of food that he might ever get to eat. My oldest boy did not then just proceed to make a small pile of dry cereal in front of the baby so he could clean up the rest of the food. What? We do not feed the baby stuff from the floor! What was he thinking! It was then not me who saved the baby from heartache and scooped him up to put him in his highchair with more cereal, clean out of the box this time, while telling him, "Honey, we are not so poor yet that you have to eat dirty cereal from the floor and enjoy it."

I am sure I could think of many more things that it was not my children doing...but since this is the first installment, I do not want to overwhelm you! Now...hop on over to MckMama's and see what her kids, and everyone else's kids have not been caught doing.

Out of the mouths of babes...part 2

Just a quick funny. You know that we have been doing VBS (BBS, according to Boog) this week at our church, so on my Facebook, I changed my status to something to the affect of "I have not been this tired...since the last time I did VBS."

To which one of my friends left this reply..."I had to tell you....yesterday after water day I changed your little boy (Boog, but of course she did not call him that) into his regular clothes...he is such a cutie! I asked him "Do you know which class you are in?" And he said "The one with my teachers in it." CUTE!!!!!!"

Just so you know...I have a very funny kid!

Jesus and the blind man...

or at least as told by a 4 year old.

Yesterday after VBS (or BBS, you know, Bacation Bible School) we were asking Boog what he had been learning.

Me: "What did you learn about today at Vacation Bible School?"

Boog: "The blind man."

Me: "You did? What about the blind man?"

Boog: "He was blind, he could not see."

Daddy: "Yea, that is right, the blind man could not see."

Boog: "Jesus made the blind man see."

Both me and daddy: "Wow. How did he do that?"

Boog: (laughing) "With mud."

Daddy: "With mud?"

Boog: "Yes, Jesus put mud on his eyes."

Me: "Wow, then what happened?"

Boog: "He got in the pool and washed off his eyes and then he could see."

Me: (totally impressed that he got the details, in order and right) "Wow, you are right, he sure did."

Boog: "Then he could see his mommy and daddy and his friends."

Humm...who would have thought. They actually listen when someone talks.

Day 3, Magic Kingdom

Wow...can you believe it? I am actually getting this going. I was hoping to find a way to get more pictures up so hopefully this will work. Hopefully...you can just click on the picture below and it will take you to an online album. Cross your fingers!

This was our 3rd day, we spent it at the Magic Kingdom, or as Boog calls it Magic Kangdom. We did not really get a lot of random pictures on this particular day. We spent most of the day riding rides and meeting Mickey and Minnie. We watched the Celebration Parade and later that evening, we had dinner with Tigger, Pooh, Piglet and Eeyore at the Crystal Palace. I do not really remember much about the food. We were too busy meeting our friends! Hope you enjoy the pictures and I will work on getting more up soon.

Disney Day 3-Magic Kingdom

Not me! Monday

Feeling guilty for not doing things you know you should have been? Are you feeling guilty for letting your young children spend the entire day in their pajamas, then sleeping in them because it is too hot outside to do anything anyway? What about not answering phone calls from your friends simply because you are not in the mood to talk? Well don't; instead, join us for Not Me! Monday, it was born out of a desire to admit imperfections and reveal a few moments we'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing! When you are finished here, hop on over to My Charming Kids and see what everyone else has not been doing!

This week, I have not, yet again, failed to catch up on my laundry. Nope, not me! I am the picture of perfect housekeeping!

I have not been hung in some kind of post vacation funk and been moping around the house, refusing to leave, or do anything. Nope, I am cheerful and happy all of the time.

I have not been procrastinating planning Tutti-Frutti's very first birthday party that should be scheduled for the end of next month. Nope, I am organized and on top of things, and besides, there is no way that my baby will even be turning one next month. He is still a precious tiny baby and he is not growing older and bigger (and of course cuter) by the day.

He is not crawling all over the house wreaking havoc on our poor helpless dog. He is also not trying to pull himself up on to things. Nope, not my tiny baby.

I am not still (on Sunday evening) trying to decide for sure if I am going to take my kids to/volunteer at our church's vacation bible school this week. Nope, I know things like this months ahead of time. I would never dream of showing up unannounced to proclaim that I am there to help.

I did not have the most awesome visit with my dear friend and his 10 year old nephew this week. I was not terribly sad that they had to leave Saturday morning and my kids have not been asking daily when they will be coming back. We did not have a great time and we do not wish that they were still here. Nope, we are a family that likes to be home alone!

We did not manage to drag ourselves from the house a few days this week to make it to the YMCA pool a few times. We did not have a great time and it was not a horrible amount of trouble to suit and sunblock the children each time. The first time, I did not go to the pool and take 5 children, the next day there were not 6 of them and the last day, we were not back down to 5. Good thing too, that is a lot of sunblock!

I think that wraps up my Not me's for now. I am sure there are a lot of other things I need to confess but lets take it one step at a time.

Now...run on over to MckMama's and say hello! Happy Not me'ing!

Ok, really...I have not died.

Geez...who would have thought that it would have been this much of an ordeal to get back into the swing of things after vacation?!? Certainly not me!

I missed Weekly Wednesday! We had company come to town on Wednesday. An old (ok, he is not old) dear friend of mine that moved to Wyoming about 4 years ago and his awesome 10 year old nephew. We had a blast, the kids all got along wonderfully. We played video games, board games, went to the pool. All around had a great time. They left this morning and I am not happy about it. As a matter of fact, I just might pout about it for another week or so.

I have yet to catch up on laundry or housework since we returned home. UGG! I have no motivation, at all. I need to go school clothes and supply shopping. Yes, I know, seems like summer just started and for most people, it did. We get out of school about 3/4 of the way through May so we go back August 13th. This year, Boog will be attending pre-school. Want to have me in tears again? Just mention that. Not happy that my baby is growing up so fast. I am not ready. I am sure he will do great, he loves people. Me, well...not so much. (Not the loving people part, because yes I do!)

Sour Apple is going to attempt camp again the week of August 2. He has a summer reading project that we just remembered a few days ago. UGG! Good thing he cooperated and got a good jump start (more than mid way through his summer should we still be allowed to call that a jump start on reading?) on reading the book at least. The paper itself might just kill me. It has been a long time since I have had to do that kind of work. Cross your fingers that he can do most of it alone.

I have had a crabby baby the past few days, not sure what that is all about. With company, a crabby little one and housework staring me in the face, I have not had much time to get on here and wow you with more vacation pictures. Remember when I said the thought of all of those pictures was overwhelming to me? Well, it is multiplying by the day! Now I am overwhelmed because it has been so long and I have not gotten any more put up! Geez! I need a break! Vacation anyone?

Ok, I am off to resume my pouting. I will promise to try harder to do something with at least some of the pictures, because there sure are some cute ones!

Have a great Saturday!

Not me! Monday

First of all I am sure you noticed, Not me! Monday got a makeover. Don'tcha just love it? Welcome to the one day a week that you can let loose and confess all of your short comings, wrong doings, parental mistakes and let it all hang out! I mean seriously, come on...join in for some free therapy! When you are finished here, hop on over to MckMama's and see what everyone else has not been doing!

Welcome and let me start by saying that this was not the longest week in recent (or not so recent) history around our house! Wheew! Normally, I hate to see Mondays come but this week I am hoping it brings about change in our house.

As you know, we did not just get home from the most fantastic vacation ever. Well, since we were gone for over 2 weeks, we did not have so much stinkin' (no pun intended) laundry that I thought I would never see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am not still working on the laundry by the way.

I am also not still trying to unpack and put things away. Nope, not me. Haven't we had this discussion already? I am the most organized person you will ever meet so that would never be me!

I do not still have souvenirs that the children do not even know about, packed up and hidden. Nope, not me. I hardly bought anything while we are gone.

I do not wish we were still gone!

Since being home, I have not taken 3/4 of our children to the doctor. I have also not taken 1 of the children 4 times! Yes, 4! Including a trip to the hospital for blood work then back to the ER on the same day! Nope, my children are perfectly healthy!

The child I took to the ER was also not almost admitted on the same night, only to be released at 11:45pm. (Just so you know, Sour Apple had been at camp and I received a phone call on Tuesday to go and pick him up. He had a fever and had slept most of the afternoon. Well, anyone who knows him, knows he does not nap! EVER! I took him to the doctor on Wednesday, they thought it was the flu. He was achy and feverish. By Thursday, he could not move. His body hurt so badly that he was unable to walk or get around. I had my mother come over and help me take him back in to the pediatrician. They did a flu test, it was negative. He was still running over 102 fever and exhausted. They had me take him to the hospital for blood work. It all came back normal, except for his electrolytes and sodium. His sodium was really low, his electrolytes were really off and his white cells were low. They had me return him that evening to the ER to have the blood work repeated. He got IV fluids and more tests run. They did a chest xray. This time around, all of the results were in normal range, thank God! His white cells were still low but we were allowed to go home. He is feeling much better now. They think it was some kind of virus and that maybe because of that, he got dehydrated at camp and just fell apart. Wheew. What a week for him. He is still sore from everything but is feeling MUCH better!)

I did not go to my orthopaedic doctor on Tuesday. Therefore, I was not told that I could start weaning (I already had been) myself from my fancy black space boot. He told me to try to walk at home without it but to wear either the boot or the (really uncomfortable and bulky) ankle brace he sent me home with. He also wanted me to go to physical therapy 2-3 days per week to which I did not laugh out loud and state that there was no way I could do that #1 during the summer, #2 with 4 kids, #3 without my husband to help! The man must be crazy, the office would never be the same after we left! So...needless to say, he sent me home with a list of things I can do at home. UGG! They hurt! He did say that the fracture was healing nicely but there was still evidence of a really bad sprain. Yay! Fantastic...just what I need, it might never heal!

The good news is, I can walk fairly nicely at home without the boot, but honestly I am afraid to walk when I am out away from home without it. Even before the accident, it would sometimes just give away for no reason. I am kinda scared of walking on uneven ground, especially since most of the time I am carrying/slinging/wearing Tutti-Frutti. I would just die if I fell and hurt my precious little fellow. And besides, I do not think my shoes will even go on that foot. It is still really tender and swollen.

On a great note, I did not just hear that one of my best friends (who deserted me and moved away to Wyoming (seriously, Wyoming!) ) is in town (or should I say state?) and will be coming to stay with us for a few days. I am not so freakin' excited that I can barely contain myself!

One last confession...I do not feel absolutely horrible that I have still been unable to post any more vacation photos. I just knew for sure I could at least get a few more days worth of pictures up. My connection gives me problems when I try to load multiple photos and I have had a week from H E (double hockey sticks)! Wish me luck getting something done about them this week. If you have any suggestions as to how/where/what to do with them instead of trying to get a bunch on this page so people can see them, please leave me a comment and let me know! Thanks in advance, I know you are some crafty people!

Since I confessed about the vacation pictures, I will add that while gone on vacation, I did not meet up with one of my fantastically funny bloggy friends! It was awesome to meet her in person, even though she thought I might actually be some crazy backwoods axe murderer and secretly brought a can of mace to protect herself...you know, just in case! (More to come on that story later. NO not the mace in her purse...our fantastic meeting!) Since that did not happen, you will not find picture proof below!

Hope you had a few laughs at my expense, now head on over to my charming kids and have a few more!

Happy not me'ing! See you next time. Y'all come back now, ya hear?

Weekly Wednesday plus a few dorks...

Seriously...it is only Wednesday? Wow, what a week already, and a slow one I might add. Sunday afternoon, we took Sour Apple and dropped him off at what was supposed to be a week long camp. Well...Tuesday afternoon I got a phone call to come and get him, Ugg...he is sick. With the FLU! In June, well almost July!

Now, on to the fun stuff. The look is back! Did you miss this handsome Wednesday mug?

I know I would have if I were you! This little man will not crawl, BUT he will scoot, back up and roll to get where he wants to be then sit himself right back up and continue with what he was doing. Not having any part of the adorable mouse ears!

They are mighty tasty though. And yes, his name is on the hat. If you have been following long, you already knew his name from some pictures from around Christmas, he was wearing a shirt that Grandma made with his name on it.

Nothing quite as tasty as your first set of mouse ears!

Ah...we were found by the clothes-less bandit!

And he was in the mood for posing so who was I to say no?!

Oh and then...the posing really began!

I thought this next picture had a cool effect. Maybe it is just me. LOL

The more I snapped, the crazier he got~but he sure is mighty cute!

and silly, but mainly cute.

and a little funny, still cute though.

You want to see where he gets it? LOL

We got the ears back on for a few more pictures.

and he got them off again~

Checkin' out the room...Vacation day 2

Well, I looked...and these are the only pictures I have from our first day there. LOL. It was hard work dealing with a baby, a walking boot, a stroller and a wheelchair. And of course the heat. On our first day, we had a late start. We had arrived the night before but had to stay in a different hotel, so when we got up, we had breakfast, went to the new hotel to check in then headed to the park. We hit Magic Kingdom first but only stayed there for a little while. We had dinner reservations at the Coral Reef at Epcot and some friends of ours were at Epcot as well. We hopped on the bus to go by our room first, then it was over to meet our friends and have some dinner. If you ever make it to Disney, you have to eat at the Coral Reef (and everywhere else we ate!) the food there was awesome.

We stayed in Disney's Caribbean Beach Resort in one of their newly redecorated Pirate themed rooms. They were really cool. This was the curtain that separated the bedroom from the bathroom. I thought I got more pictures because there was an engraved Flying Dutchman in the shower, and the TV was sitting on what looked like stacked crates. It was really neat, sorry I missed those pictures.

The headboard had a wheel and that is where Boog loved to hang out.

The comforters looked like gold coins and treasure.

If you are headed to Disney and have a small pirate of your own, we definitely recommend this place! It is really big and stretched out but it is worth the walk. Hopefully I have some pictures of the pool from another day. It was neat too. They also had beaches with hammocks but sadly, we did not get a chance to relax in those. :(