This is a question I get quite often, however the short answer is, no.
As a child I only went about 3 times before I turned 18. But, I can still vividly remember moments from our trip from when I was about 6 years old in 1997. During the 25th Anniversary Celebrations (hello cake castle), it was still when Mickey and Minnie had houses in Magic Kingdom (now replaced by Storybook Circus). I remember watching Honey, I Shrunk the Audience at Epcot. I remember eating breakfast at Cinderella’s Royal Table and saving the front page of my autograph book for Cinderella herself. I remember the view from outside our room at All Star Sports overlooking the “tennis court” among so many other magical moments experienced on that trip!
I’m so many years removed from then but I can still recall them as if it was just yesterday. Those memories are magic, engrained in me but it didn't lead to the obsession. It wasn't until becoming a mom and taking my daughter for the first time that Disney became something more for me.
Have you always been this Disney Obsessed?
Why Disney?
My daughter, B, and I were standing in the middle of Main Street watching the Happily Ever After fireworks. My husband was standing on the sidewalk about 25 feet behind us stuck in conversation with a guy he casually made small talk with while waiting for the fireworks to begin. I grabbed my phone to take a selfie of B and I and it was in that moment when I was watching her watch the fireworks and castle projections through my phone screen that I started to lose it. She was only 7 months old, and I didn’t expect to see her so engrossed in the show. I cried, a lot, of ugly, HAPPY tears.
Ever since then, no amount of Disney trips in a calendar year is ever enough. I want to keep going back, better yet I’d prefer to become a local.
In December 2019 we went to Walt Disney World with our 7 month old daughter for the first time and it was during that trip I fell hard for the Disney Magic. My husband, Daniel booked the trip completely without any discussion and surprised me when he told me in September. It was after a long summer as essentially a single mom because his travel schedule required him to be out of town five days a week every week for three months straight. I was so excited. I spent the next couple months buying all the cute Disney outfits for my daughter and coordinating outfits for my husband and I. I could not wait.
It was on this trip that I really became obsessed. I got a taste of “seeing the magic through my child’s eyes”** and it became the drug I couldn’t get enough of.
**This is a phrase I say a lot that Daniel relentlessly makes fun of me for.
The Long Version
