Kristin Hill Taylor

Seeking God as the Author of Every Story

A muggle goes to Universal

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I’m all muggle when it comes to Harry Potter, but I sure was impressed with the Wizarding World of Harry Potter at Universal Studios and Islands of Adventure in Orlando. I still don’t think I’ll read the books or watch the movies, but pass the butterbeer and bring on the Forbidden Journey ride.

We spent two days at Universal’s two parks in Orlando when we were staying at Disney World – and I’m so glad we did. If you’re thinking about going, I’d say the two-day, two-park ticket is the way to go. We did everything we wanted to do in those two days – well, except ride Hagrid’s Magical Creatures Motorbike Adventure, but it wasn’t open part of the time and the line was really long when it was.

We prearranged private transportation from our Disney resort to Universal and that worked out well. It was easy to navigate when the driver dropped us off. Like at Disney, we took in snacks in my backpack with no problem.

Other than being impressed with the details of the wizarding world Universal has created, here’s what else I loved about Universal:

  • It wasn’t as crowded as Disney. Well, maybe Diagon Alley was, but it was still manageable and enjoyable. (It did rain for hours one of the days, and I could have done without that, but there are many indoor rides.)
  • The child swap is EXCELLENT. Rachel couldn’t ride some rides (although she could ride a lot!) so we used the child swap system: We all would wait in line and then Greg would sit out with Rachel in a family room near the exit of the ride. The themes of the rides were incorporated into these rooms. They’d watch the movie playing or have a snack from my backpack and then when I got off the ride, Greg and the rest of our entire party (two big kids, two grandmas) would ride while I sat with Rachel. They only had to wait a few minutes at the exit. Rachel felt part of (most) the experiences and most of our group to ride it twice after waiting once.
  • The food we ate was delicious. We ate breakfast and dinner at Disney because we’d already paid for the dining plan there, but we had two great lunches at Universal: Three Broomsticks at Hogsmeade in Islands of Adventure was delicious Harry Potter-inspired food and atmosphere. Richter’s Burger was an earthquake-themed restaurant in Universal Studios that had excellent burgers and milkshakes. Universal knows how to do simulation rides! We rode most everything and each ride was so well done and on theme. There were fog, heat, and water effects when appropriate. Movie stories and characters were incorporated so well. (Of course, now I need to show my kids the movie “ET” so they’ll have more appreciation for that ride.)
  • The Dr. Seuss-themed area for little kids was so fun! I hung out here with Rachel while the rest of our group rode the Hulk roller coaster and I didn’t mind. (Plus, that’s where we got really large, fresh cotton candy.)
  • Rachel loves Poppy and Branch from Trolls, so seeing her star-struck when she got to meet them was sweet. We also met the Penguin of Madagascar, which was a nice surprise. I’m sure we could have met more characters, but the trolls were the only ones we sought out.

Here are some mom confessions for y’all: I truly was only incorporating Universal into our trip because of my eldest child’s love of Harry Potter. I didn’t expect to want to go back. But I totally do. When it comes to amusement in Orlando, what I really want to do next time is spend a couple of days at Universal and then board a Disney Cruise ship.

Have you been to Universal? What did you think?

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I shared an earlier post about the Disney portion of our trip, so be sure to check out that post if you haven’t already. If you’re thinking about going to Universal, my planner Jennifer Hart can help you with reservations there just like she can at Disney.

Welcome to my home, college kids.

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My big kids went back to school last week – and I went to the grocery. Because, hello, taking one toddler who is strapped into the cart is way easier than taking three of whatever other ages. Granted, my older two are helpful. They can fetch items from other aisles and hand the toddler more Goldfish from the package we just opened two aisles earlier. They also ask for more things because they have WAY MORE words than the not-quite-two-year-old.

I was silently celebrating my own back-to-school-week grocery shopping trip as I bought the baby carrots, Wheat Thins, yet another gallon of whole milk, bread, eggs, not-yet-ripe bananas along with one already spotting that would be good for banana bread sooner rather than later, mini Oreos (both the chocolate and golden varieties, of course), and four kinds of cheese.

And then I saw four college boys who were obviously doing their own kind of back-to-school shopping.

Dressed in khakis, collared shirts, and flip flops as if the friendships came with a dress code, they walked together into the dairy section. One wandered to the eggs and said to his friends lingering in the frozen foods, “How many eggs do we need?” One of his friends advised him to get one carton of 12 eggs, so he did.

I really wanted to explain to him that my family of five – that includes no college-aged boys – eats at least eight eggs at one time. Surely these boys – perhaps they’d prefer men – need more than a dozen eggs at one time. Won’t they make all those for one breakfast? Do college guys even eat breakfast together?

Honestly, I wouldn’t have thought they’d shop together, so I’m clearly not the one to ask.

As I’m having these conversations in my own head, I hear another one of the college guys say, “Hey, did anyone get the salsa?” Priorities, obviously. And they did have that in the cart.

Then they negotiated how they’d pay for the cart-load. Yes, once again, I wanted to offer advice: Just go pay for it and then when they get home split up the total. I wanted to mother these boys-almost-men.

Our town changes when the students come back each August. The traffic is heavier, the restaurants busier, and the grocery store aisles slightly more entertaining. And I like it this way.

I’m grateful I’m not the same as I was when I was a college student wandering the aisles of a grocery store wondering if I had enough of the right items. I’m thankful for God’s promise to finish what he started in my life.

God promises to complete what He starts,
which makes remembering even sweeter.

{Tweet that.}

This college town is my college town and now it’s my hometown. It’s where I met my husband and grew up as a person. Our best friends are college friends. College memories collide with my everyday life because I often drive by where my dorm used to be before they tore it down. This is where I’m raising my kids as people and Racer fans. Even Rachel, who isn’t quite 2, pumps her fist in the air and says, “Go, go go!” when we pass the basketball arena or she spies an MSU logo.

We plan our winter social life around the college basketball schedule and have season tickets to watch our Racers. We even went to our first-ever Murray State women’s soccer game Sunday because Ben had been to the team’s camp and wanted to go watch a game.

Individually and through our church, we still support the campus ministry that helped influence us for the good and gave us some great friends. My family has made a couple new college-aged friends because of this same campus ministry and we still miss the former-student-now-adult who was our go-to babysitter for several years.

So, welcome back to Murray, college kids. I’m glad you want to be in our town. It’s a good place to call home. And, hey, my family is here if you need any grocery shopping tips or want a home-cooked meal. We buy more than a dozen eggs at a time and are thinking about getting chickens.

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You can also read a letter I wrote to Murray State freshmen last year. Be sure to check it out because there’s an old picture of Greg and me from my college graduation day. And come back tomorrow because I have another college-related story to share.

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Play is productive

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Ben had been asking to make these Power Balls. He would ask when I was changing Rachel’s diaper, in the middle of a phone call, or as we were getting ready to leave. I said no a bunch of times and wouldn’t commit to when making a craft would be a good idea.

(Confession: Y’all, I can be a fun mom, but I don’t really like to have craft time with my kids.)

My mother-in-law – who is the best there possibly could be – watched the kids Wednesday morning while I was volunteering at the local crisis pregnancy center. And she helped Ben and Cate make Power Balls.

That same afternoon they wanted to make more with the powder that remained while I caught up on work – hello, Independence Day weekend that felt like a much-needed vacation – and Rachel napped. I said yes, I mean, I didn’t really have a reason not to because they could do it themselves.

They made 19 bouncy balls – some of which glow in the dark. They took turns, made some for other people, and spent the afternoon playing together.

They asked for more, and I found them for less than $10 on Amazon, so I bought them another box. I’m probably won’t tell them I have them until it’s a rainy afternoon and some sibling unity is needed. I may not win any awards for being a good play-with-your-kids mom, but I will take the sibling teamwork that came with this one specific afternoon of play.

Plus, hey, I got a lot done that afternoon. And perhaps I owe some thanks to whoever bought this craft for one of my kids who knows how long ago as well as my dear mother-in-law.

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