(A couple of the pictures in this entry are rotated sideways...sorry. I'll fix them when I get back to Indy. Until then, enjoy)
In April of 2002, we went to Florida. Uncle Ben's mother-in-law...Aunt Cheryl...has a very, very nice house, about 45 minutes away from Orlando, in which she let us stay.
Grandma and Grandpa Eckman also made the trip, staying with us for a couple of days before going on to take a cruise...so, we all decided to go to Disney World. While we were at it, we gave Mellisa a call, to see if she'd like to meet us there.
As we
completed our morning routine, Matt decided that
sliding shower doors can be fun. (Sorry...this picture is sideways)
As would be expected, the trams were rather full, so we let
Bubba go on ahead with Grandma and Grandpa in the first tram.
After the tram ride(s), we waited in line to get onto the monorail. Bubba
looked strained, wanting to move along, already.
Finally, it happened...Matt got to
meet Mickey Mouse (Sorry...this picture is sideways). The two new friends
chilled for a second, before we moved along.
We finally caught up with Melissa and Arin, and then
Matt and
Arin took a carousel ride.
It was a pretty warm day, so Bubba sought out a little bit of shade
inside this house.
A littel bit later, we took in the
Share a Dream Come True Parade.
We saw
Mickey, dancing
brooms , Pinocchio's
Honest John, and
Pinocchio, himself, with
Snow White following closely behind. Following them were
Geppetto and the donkey boys.
Then, it looked like
Tigger, Piglet and Eeyore were looking for Winnie the Pooh. Of course, it didn't take long for
Pooh to catch up to them.
Captain Hook, currently one of Matt's favorite Disney characters, was still looking for
Peter Pan, who was hanging out with Goofy and Donald Duck.
Later, Matt
met up with a bear. The bear invited
Matt and
Arin to hang out and
inside a pumpkin house, before we eventually called it a day.
Bubba decided to
wear his
Mickey Ears while eating breakfast, the next morning.
During one of our drives, Matt spotted the ocean...this was followed, incessantly, by "I wanna go to beach!" So, we decided to go to the beach.
Of course, Bubbas have sensitive skin, so it was important to make sure
that Daddy apply sunblock before Bubba could play on the beach. Bubba thought it was funny to have
green arms.
Matt really
marvelled as the waves rushed in and out. He could have just
sat and watched all day.
Eventually, though, he thought it would be fun to play as the waves
crashed in and
rushed back out again. Finally, Matt had made his way a little too far down the beach, and Daddy had to
beckon the boy closer, whereupon Matt
lay down on his belly, and let the water run over him, some more.
When all was said and done, Mommy
desanded our boy, before we left the beach behind.
Back home in PA, Matt told his friend
Siobhan all about his trip. I think
she might want to go, next time.