We got to Wilderness Lodge about a quarter until 5:00 p.m., and I touched base with the hostess as Whispering Canyon Café. She wanted a head count broken down by adults and children. Uh oh. I was told there would be no math on this exam. So as the masses of DISDads and their families continued to gather in the lobby of the Wilderness Lodge (and the Territory Lounge), I did my best to get a count. Then I was told that Randall and his wife were on the ferry on their way over from the Magic Kingdom. And Nate was on the way too. Someone had a stomach issue and wasn’t going to be able to make it after all. Add one here. Subtract one there. Someone else is on the way. It was like herding cats (and I don’t even like real cats).
Finally, I gave up and turned the counting responsibilities over to someone else. Then we double-checked it. Then I got the hostess our count. And then some more people arrived, and I gave the hostess a new count. Note to self: there HAS to be a better way to handle this part next time. Once we got the count figured out, Whispering Canyon was simply awesome. The seated us at four large tables, all grouped together. Somehow, Terry and Marie ended up as the chaperones for the kids’ table. It’s a testament to this group that, after only having known the Hawkins’ for a few hours in real life, I was perfectly comfortable with them supervising my daughter at dinner.