Geez, been watching this thread for a while now and I just remembered this. This didn't happen in WDW but is totally related. Way back when (when dinosaurs walked the earth... circa 1977) my family was about to embark on our first trip to Florida. We did lots of things besides WDW (I don't think EPCOT was around then, just MK) but for a kid (that'd be me

) who'd spent countless Sundays watching "The Wonderful World of Disney", we were going to Florida for Disney and nothing else.
It was a cold December up here in Canada and in those days, all the kids wore long underwear under their pants and thick parkas and ski pants overtop. The thought of warmer weather didn't even cross my mind (remember... Disney, nothing but Disney, everything else, including weather, is of no concern). Well, the flight was booked for early morning a couple of days after Christmas.

Christmas? Christmas,
smishmas,
I'm going to Disney World! The night before we left I was so excited that I could hardly sleep... okay, I couldn't get
any sleep. I couldn't get to sleep! I'd be too sleepy for Disney! What was I going to do? Oh no! Disney's going to be ruined! (As an aside, I don't think we even went to WDW until a few days after we arrived anyway... but I digress) There was only one thing to do.

Somehow, I was going to have to try and convince myself that we weren't going to Florida. Of course we weren't, because if we were, I'd never get to sleep right? Right. Disney? Naw, just a dream. We're not going anywhere, might as well get some sleep. Yup, tomorrow's just another day... zzzzzz...
The next morning, my Mom wakes me up and tells me it's time to get ready to go. I actually said, (I swear I actually said this...) "Where are we going?" I got dressed and wandered over to the kitchen. In a blur of activity, we were off to the airport, on the plane and on our way! Yay!
Upon arrival in Orlando, I started to complain about how hot it was. At first my Mom and Dad just ignored me, after all it wasn't
that hot now was it? I kept making comments about how hot it was. Suddenly my Mom's eyes get big and she asks... "Are you still wearing your long underwear?" I had done such a good job of convincing myself that we weren't going to Florida that I'd dressed, you guessed it, for -30 and not +70 weather! Long underwear and all...

Just don't tell anybody, okay? This'll be just between you and me.
