Day One: The Magic Kingdom Part 1

On March 3rd we headed for my favorite of the four parks--The Magic Kingdom. Unfortunately we were just a few minutes late for rope drop due to it being our first day driving around the resort, loading the stroller, etc. We still made it there before the park was packed though, which was nice.

When we crossed under the bridge and I saw Main Street and the castle I immediately started tearing up.  For so long I thought I'd never have a baby of my own to share my love for the magic of Disney with and there I was taking my baby girl for her first stroll down Main Street. It was a very, very thrilling moment.

Ready for her first day at Magic Kingdom

Hazel's first stroll down Main Street

 

We headed back to The New Fantasyland, which is amazing! So many new things to see and do! First on our list was Dumbo!

 

Then we headed over to The Journey of the Little Mermaid--Hazel LOVED this one. So many colors to see!

Me with my nieces, Annabelle and Madeline

Here's The Beast's Castle overlooking the new restaurant, Be Our Guest. I would have loved to try that place out by the line was already insanely long before it even opened! Maybe next time.

On Daddy's Favorite (not really!) "It's a Small World!"





My brother, sister-in-law and Hazel's twin cousins, Sadie and Arthur on "It's a Small World"



Here's The Beast's Castle overlooking the new restaurant, Be Our Guest. I would have loved to try that place out by the line was already insanely long before it even opened! Maybe next time.


 

Gaston's Tavern



Mike gets a little excited on things.

 Now, it was right about this point in the day when I stopped taking pictures because some asshole put an abrupt end to the magic when they stole our stroller! We parked our stroller in stroller parking right near the Haunted Mansion. We were gone probably about 20 minutes, came back and everything was gone. Our stroller, back pack, diaper bag, cooler, everything. I was so upset. I researched for weeks before finding a stroller with a parent facing option to keep Hazel happy since she is used to being worn. I searched high and low for a diaper bag that didn't look like a diaper bag (we actually think this is what tempted the thief--since it looked like we had left a purse on our stroller.) When that diaper bag was too small for cloth I had to find a backpack that would work. I had spread our purchases for this trip over a few months because it's so expensive to buy everything at once (bibs, cooler, new stroller, sun hat, sunscreen, etc. etc.) That's what upset me the most--how long it had taken us to buy everything and how they had essentially stolen from a baby.  Then, when it was cold and Hazel's hands were freezing I got pissed because the asshole had stolen her mittens. Her favorite toys were gone too. It SUCKED. The ONLY saving grace was that we had kept our expensive DSLR with us along with our wallets and phones. There was nothing of monetary value left in the stroller. Still, it was an awful feeling. Thank goodness we had Hazel in the Ergo when we went on the ride or we would have been carrying her everywhere the rest of the day.

 

We filed a report with Disney Security and they encouraged us to file a report with the local police department as well. They tried to tell us that it was probably a case of mistaken identity, that someone had taken our stuff by accident, which was no possible. #1 Our stroller was bright turquoise. And a Bumbleride. I saw literally one other Bumbleride our entire week there and it's pretty hard to mistake a turquoise stroller as your own in the sea of navy and black strollers. #2 It had all our stuff--pink backpack and link toys? No mistaking that as your own. They gave us vouchers for free rental strollers the rest of the week, which was nice but didn't help us at all since their strollers are for bigger kids and Hazel had barely just learned to sit on her own. We were screwed.

 

The kids were hungry so we had some lunch at Pecos Bill. I hardly tasted my food. Mike and I were both so upset. We had received a harsh dose of reality in what was supposed to be the most Magical Place on Earth. I stepped outside to call USAA to see if we'd be covered under our personal property insurance. Since it was a Sunday I had to leave a message with a call service who assured me that a claims adjuster would be in contact with me on Monday. After lunch, one of the awesome parades was starting but we couldn't watch--we had to make a run to Super Target to buy replacement stuff. We were so bummed!

 

 

 

To be continued......