Next they handed out a piece of paper to hold your place in
line. It was at this point that my
nephew Ben, the 12 year old and oldest of the cousins began to realize that
Jedi training is more for his younger siblings and cousins and he might be a
little too old for this. As you can
almost see the gears turning in this picture.
"I think I may be too old and cool for this."
Then they handed out the Padawan robes for each boy to
wear. And amazingly, our little Nate who
hates attention and dressing up on someone else’s terms, actually wore the
robe. It was only when the camera came
out that he began to question his choice of “participating in what he was asked
to do.” Something he has made a career in
‘not’ doing.
"Maybe I can hide from my embarrassment under this robe."
"No one said anything about a camera."
After this they all went outside and lined up waiting for
training to begin. Who knew the first
discipline to becoming a Jedi was ‘patience.’
Apparently Disney did. It is a
lesson everyone learns when going to the most magical place on Earth. Well Disney and the BMV, both magical and
full of princesses. Let me now breakdown
what each Padawan was thinking as they prepared for training:
"Patient you must be. The way of the Disney, it is."
"whatcha thinkin about?"
"I dunno, the force and stuff."
"We are the cutest Jedi in the galaxy"
"And we know it!"
"You get one picture of me smiling. One!"
"Why didn't Chewbacca receive a medal at the end of a Episode 4?"
"I've got to pee! I need to visit the little Jawa's room."
"One day when I am a Sith Lord, this will all be mine!"
"Not if I can help it, brother!"
"What was the cut-off age to do this?"
They brought them all on stage and were joined by their Jedi
Master. He took them through a combo of
moves and prepared them for light saber dueling. Every boy was super into it. Well everyone except a certain 12 year old,
as his realizations became clearer.
"So I swing it like a baseball bat?"
"This reminds me of when Darth Plagueis fought Palpatine on Naboo 16 years before the Trade Federation Embargo."
"When Jedi's fart, is that considered a 'force push'?"
"Which end kills people?"
"Not real?"
"Mom, seriously? Seriously."
When they had mastered the combo, they received an
un-welcomed visitor.
He agreed to robe,
the trivia, the fake blue light saber toy, even standing on stage in front of
all these people. But then you bring out
a real Darth Vader … “$#!% just got real!”
And he wanted no part of it. At
the time, of course. Because after all
his cousins had gone through it and we were walking away, then the tears began
because then and only then was he now ready to face Darth Vader. But of course it was too late. And since everyone was in a great mood after
an awesome Star Wars experience, leave it to one of my children to try to ruin it. But good thing for cousin Ben who tried to
sit on him as everyone climbed on the stroller, Nate got in a better mood.
But as you can see, the rain had started. We headed back to our resort
for lunch and naps. But as the bus took
longer than expected and so did a crowded lunch, the time for naps was quickly
dwindling because we were scheduled for an early dinner this day. So with stress levels high, kids starting to
complain and whine from fatigue and each second chipping away at precious nap
time, we hurriedly gathered the kids, loaded the stroller with drinks and
headed outside in the rain. Trying to
save time as rest of the family started running toward our room to avoid the
rain, I attempted to take the double stroller down a set of 4 steps. I’ve done it a hundred times and now
considered myself an expert stroller pilot having navigated the crowds at
Disney. Well I took the 4 steps with the
grace of a dancer and mid-flight, I remembered I had loaded it with all our
drinks, which in turn went everywhere.
Into the seat, into the backpack containing our camera and snacks, all
over me, all over the strangers next to me.
And all while it poured down rain.
And Lindsey looked back at me, rolled her eyes, and kept walking with
the kids. I don’t fault her cause I
would have done the same thing. Nap time
is more important than anything at Disney.
We got them back to the room, laid them down and I continued the search for
the $300 sunglasses. I travelled back to
Animal Kingdom by bus to search their lost and found, only to find out that
they take their lost and found items from the day before to the “Lost and Found”
building by the Magic Kingdom. Of course
a phone call would have been easier and saved me an hour but no one said Disney
was “easy.” So I got a 10 minute “bus
nap” and the kids got about 1 hour for theirs by the time I returned back to
the room. But we could have all used about 3-4 hours for
a good recharge. But no one said Disney was relaxing either.
So as you can tell, the stage was set for an evening full of
surprises and merriment,
The Joyful and Tired Dad
The Joyful and Tired Dad
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