Can you say spoiled?

Living in Tampa, we have had our share of Disney the past few years.  Mick's Dad gave us the money for season passes in 2008 and then again in 2009.  2009 was a wonderful military deal where we get 5 days at the parks and 5 visits to a waterpark/Disneyquest/golf.  With the chaos/exhaustion of this last year, we had 4 visits left with the parks.  So we come to Orlando for 6 days during Thanksgiving week.

Reservations at Chef Mickey at 9:25 on Tuesday morning.  Audrey begs off and asks if she can stay with Nana.  I read "Sibling Rivalry" the last few weeks and they say that you don't have to have family togetherness all of the time, so I let her stay home.

We go to the breakfast, have a fun time.  All of the big stars are there.  Goofy, Pluto, Donald, Minnie and, best of all, Mickey. 

We hop the monorail and went to the Magic Kingdom.  We walk in and Mick breathes deeply and says "Ahhh!  The most stressful place on earth!"  :) 

We try and show the kids a good time and Claire screams her way through Mickey's Philharmagic and then the Pooh ride and we make an exit. 

We come home and Audrey tells of her day.  She slept until 10:45, watched some television, went to the pool, it was cold, sat in the hot tub and then played cards with Nana. 

Olivia starts crying and yells, "IT'S NOT FAIR!  AUDREY GOT TO STAY HOME AND DO ALL THIS FUN STUFF AND I HAD TO GO TO DISNEYWORLD!!!!!!!!!"