hey all!

i am usually a lurker (love the photo threads)....
But i just had to share my story....my brother, sister and i grew up in a turbulent (understatement) household. father alcoholic, mother really unstable….they “raised” us on 5-6,000 a year…most of which went for alcohol and other things. We witnessed lots of domestic abuse and moved too many times to count.
I got married at 18. I am now 32 with a wonderful husband…still the same guy lol. We have a life completely opposite of the way I grew up….my kids are rotten. My dream had always been to go to Disney but that’s exactly what it was, a dream. Well, my brother was in college and he and his DGF wanted to go for a 3 day weekend. Her mother insisted on a chaperone….and my brother volunteered me. My husband stayed home with the kids because at the time we couldn’t afford for us all to go. But he happily sent me.
I cried at the main gate, I cried at the magic kingdom gate, I cried seeing the monorail, and pretty much the whole time. We were like two ten year olds that trip…my brother and I. It was like nothing I can describe. We were excited about everything….even the carpet in space mountain…it was so clean. We ended up going to
MNSSHP that night. When we finally left Magic Kingdom that night we literally walked out backwards…I was almost doing okay until my brother looked at me, 22 years old btw, and was crying. He said “can you believe that WE have been to DISNEYWORLD? The same kids that used to not have food? Or toilet paper?”…it broke my heart. In a good way.
When I got back all I could talk about or think about was that I HAD to get my DH and two kids there. Well, my husband was such a cynic about it. He kept saying “I’ve been to six flags.” Finally exactly one year later we took our first trip as a family. I was so nervous…scared to death he would hate it. We went to Magic Kingdom first….DH was so excited seeing the castle…he said “it’s a real castle”…and he is a MAN’s man…a fireman

…so very tough. I made sure the first ride was Splash Mountain…we got off and of course the DD 9 and DS 6 were ecstatic. But my husband looked at me and immediately grabbed me and kissed me and said “omg, I get it!”….
To end this rather long story….my first trip was 6 years ago. I have went back again with my brother, his wife and my mother. Then went with my sister for her very first time….who cried a lot too. We have gone every year since. DH says we will never go anywhere else. He would kill me knowing I wrote this but he gets all choked up watching Fantasmic…EVERY time lol. He loves everything about it. The smells, the lines, the food, and the characters. He even really got mad at me the time I offered Piglet bacon…still gives me grief over that one.

I would just say give your wife time….I am a firm believer in the Magic. Magic is what got me there.