How could I forget

You thought I was done with my Disney posts didn't you? 

Me too but just kidding. I'm not.

I have one left.  

How could I forget the most memorable part of the trip?  

Okay I may have blocked it from memory because it was one of those moments I actually would like to forget.

When we were there it wasn't too busy.  And when I say not too busy that's by Disney standards.  Still a plethora of people but the longest we waited for a ride was about 20 minutes.  Not too bad. Minus the new rides then the wait went up, thank heavens for the fast passes.

Anyway, while waiting in line for my favorite ride, Indiana Jones, Nate decided the kids were being a little too quite (ha) and had to start something.  

So it's about 6:30 and fairly dark and we were waiting outside under some trees when Grif felt something on the back of his neck.  He starts rubbing it asking what was there.  I am trying to keep Dax and Baylor entertained so I have no clue what is happening behind me.  Nate had seen a leaf fall on Grif but decided to say "hey I just saw a bat fly by, it was probably just that." 

Let me back up just a bit by saying the day before at lunch we sat outside in the middle of the park at a bunch of tables and birds were all over the place.  It freaked Grif out.  Like the kid would not eat. He sat with his hood pulled over his face and didn't move kind of fear.  Oh how I wish I would have taken a picture of that. 

So anyway Nate says he sees a bat and the poor kid won't relax.  He's watching the sky, pacing. 

When he had his back turned Nate decides to tickle Grif's neck.  That didn't go over so well. Grif starts freaking out running around the line yelling.  I'm trying to figure out what kind of fresh hell this is.  Dilon drops my phone in the chaos (after just dropping and shattering his Ipod while waiting in another line that day).  Dax decides to start laughing at Grif.  And who knows where Baylor was or what he was doing. He's old enough to take care of himself right?
Well Grifin will not be laughed at in the middle of his turmoil so he punches Dax right in the face. Dax starts crying, and I'm still trying to figure out what I missed. The 14 year old is trying to decide whether or not he broke my phone because he knew at that point if he did he would need to be the one running for his life. All the while Nate's standing back laughing at us with everyone else in line. 

Nate saw my death glare and helped get Grif to calm down and Dax to stop crying. Which saved his bacon because he was ready to be grounded for life.  My phone checked out a-okay and we all lived happily ever after.  

At least until it was time to wait in another line.