The only thing more awesome than taking your five year old daughter into the men’s room at Disney, is her singing the whole time, really really loudly. And especially when she’s belting out a really loud rendition of Let It Go.
I can’t decide if I’m glad that it wasn’t her ‘Let It Poop’ remix.
If I got a dollar for every time some confused tourist looking at their phone just happened to step right into my path, narrowly escaping a hot squishy death… It would more than pay for this entire vacation.
OUT OF THE WAY, PEASANTS!
DISNEY DELVE 2014, Day 4:
Our second foray was delightful… err… Dreadful. Despite my protestations, I was forced to join in the merriment to maintain my cover.
The Rat is powerful in his charms. So many rides and shows and food and fireworks and jovial minions. I see now how easily someone could fall prey to this wonderland of delights… err… den of despair and lies. Yes, lies.
Also, I forgot to scout today. I’ll just go earlier tomorrow and start the fun… I mean… to start the WORK that much earlier.
Very Vocal Viking 