I'll admit it, I'm a big sentimental cryer. You wanna make somethin' of it??
I actually cry more of the dreamers tears than anything else. You know the ones - they well up in your eyes when you hear "When You Wish Upon A Star" or the theme for Fantasmic, Spectromagic, or Wishes. The ones you get when you realize that next year, month, or week at this time, you'll be in Disney World. The ones you get when you watch a little kid, whether it's your own, or your friends' or a complete stranger, having fun with Pluto or in awe at the Castle or whirling one of those twirly things at the parade. The wish-come-true tears.
Of course, I don't only get them at Disney World. That commercial with the lost dog? That makes me cry, too, so you're not alone, whoever said that. I can't watch animal movies, no matter how "unsad" they are. The kids I babysit used to torture me by asking to watch Charlotte's web ON PURPOSE. They knew it, too. They still know it. Devil children.
