Sunday in Review 09/08/09

Sunday Isaiah decided to wake us all up at a bit past 7am. We tried to get him back to bed so we could rest a bit, but to no avail so we decided to get a jump on the park. We decided we were just going to take it slow today after yesterday's meltdown at the end of the day, and we just didn't want to kill ourselves. It's a vacation after all and we know we're coming back in March with my Mom. We got into the Magic Kingdom just before 11am and were promptly greeted by the street party parade which Isaiah seemed to enjoy. We followed it up Main Street and watched it for a little while before heading to Peter Pan to get Fast Passes. We were about the wait in line there after what happened last time. Isaiah, of course, decides this is a good time to sleep, so we window shopped for a bit and headed over to the Winnie the Pooh ride. He wasn't pukey this time like he was back in March and really enjoyed the ride, especially the bouncy part with Tigger.
At the end of the ride as we were leaving the guy who was riding in the car behind us taps Rachel on the shoulder and gave her $20 to spend on something for Isaiah. It was very nice of him, but we're still kind of weirded out by that kind of stuff from strangers. I guess we just prefer to think of Isaiah as 'normal' and things like that make us feel a bit odd like people pity us. It's been over a year now and we still don't feel totally comfortable being on the receiving end of that kind of giving. I mean we've got plenty of our family members and relatives helping us out, which we are extremely grateful for, but when a stranger just walks up to us and gives us money it's just an odd feeling. I don't know how to describe it really other than we don't feel like we're worthy or that it's that serious to warrant the need. They don't know the whole story and maybe assume things are worse than they are. With all the help we get from our families we feel like we're doing really well, and that there are many other things and people with pressing needs greater than our own. At the same time we kind of realize that if we keep refusing any help we know it won't be there when we really need it.
Anyways after the ride we went to Toontown to see Mickey's house and then head back to ride Peter Pan. Isaiah decided he wanted to sit like a big boy on the seat during the ride, even though it meant he probably couldn't see half of the ride. Since it was now the peak of the day we decided to go to the new and improved Hall of Presidents (updated with Obama) to enjoy some A/C and get out of the sun. Isaiah decided it was a good time to fall asleep again. We took him over to the baby changing station and fed him after that, and headed over to Adventureland to feed Mom and Dad and ride Pirates of the Caribbean and the Jungle Cruise. Since both Rachel and I love the Haunted Mansion we decided to try to ride it with him. After all if Isaiah started wailing it would only add to the ambiance of the ride we figured. He wanted to ride sitting up like a big boy again and then halfway through the ride he fell asleep. Of all the rides to fall asleep on we thought the Haunted Mansion was the funniest. We started to sense a theme of darkness + air conditioning = sleepy Isaiah. We did a little more shopping and bought some coffee mugs for us and some little toys for Isaiah and wandered over to Tomorrowland and rode the Carousel of Progress (There's a great big beautiful tomorrow, standing at the end of every day... the song is still stuck in my head two days later)
At this point we've been in the park for over 7 hrs and nary a break down from Isaiah save for a small one when the dog howled in the Carousel of Progress. The wind was picking up and the skies were getting darker so we made our way back to the hotel, but not before making a pit stop for some ice cream on the way out. We were so proud of how well Isaiah did on Sunday. With all his little naps and us taking it slow it was a record for us for continuous time in a park.