When I was 6, my parents dropped me and my little sister (4) off at my Aunt's in Wisconsin while they did a cross country drive to
Disneyland with my sisters aged 8 & 11. We were happy to stay at our Aunt's until we found out, at the end of the week, where they had been. As they lorded it over us on the car ride back to IL from WI, describing the glories of the park, and showing off their ticket books, I decideded right then and there I was someday going to visit the mouse.
Flash forward to high school, and a senior trip to Florida - none of the other 4 girls wanted to go to WDW because "they had been there too many times already". (GRRRR!) When I was briefly married right out of college, my husband's family gave us tickets to visit them in Naples, FL a couple times - but Orlando was "too far away to bother with".
It wasn't until I was in my 30's and a friend invited me to visit some folks out in California that I actually got to Disney! I arranged for us to spend a couple days at DL before heading to Rancho Cucamonga, and we had a blast. Years later, when I had my children, I decided that WDW would be a good way to travel with them (my life's dream - to travel!) in a fairly easy environment. And it was. I could take one of them, fly to Orlando, shuttle in to All Star resort, and bus it the rest of the week. Easy peasy! (Generally, I travel with one or the other at a time, as it leads to 100% less pinching and fighting!)
I took DD when she was 6 and also when she was 8; DS when he was 9. Wonderful trips with my little daughter and I; and an equally terrific time with my son, as I was able to get the tour company that we were traveling with (for flight and offsite hotel) to offer a free trip to my son's best friend (who is disabled) and his Mom. In recent years we have cruised or taken land based vacations to various parts of the US or Europe. Now, next fall my entire family (Oh my! including the sisters who got to go to Disneyland without me!) is going and staying at Shades of Green. We have older kids now, teens and twenties, but my little sis had her first 2 years ago so we'll have an 'almost 3' with us!
So...after that long intro, here's a few memories I have from those trips a few years ago:
Just the fun of being along with my DD, little things like one day she had a banana split for breakfast! Or pushing her in those old fashioned strollers, even though she was 6 - she couldn't keep up all day and loved to be pushed! Once we were at a nighttime parade at EPCOT and she wanted a glowing rose, and I didn't have the right change (or probably, considering those years, enough money); I was digging around and the CM said "That's OK, she can just have it".
When I went with DS and his best friend (BF), we had many wonderful interactions because of his obvious disabled status and wheelchair use. (And believe me, you appreciate it, because it's an enormous hassle to get from any point A to point B with a wheelchair! Going to the front of some lines really helps!) Characters were especially kind to both boys.
One night, we were heading out on the ferry back to T & TC, and we happened to pass the Water Pageant, which I had never even heard of. We had 'front row' seats as the pageant passed us by, seemingly just for us!
The funniest part of that trip for me was that at the end of the week, we asked the boys what their favorite part of the week was. My son answered the typical "Star Wars" (CMs let them ride it 6 times in a row because it was such a hassle getting BF in and out of the special restraints he needed to ride) and other thriller types of things - son's BF said his favorites were American Adventure, Hall of Presidents, and some other kind of egghead thing - it was so cute, he had been wined and dined and petted over for a solid week and his favorite things were the most educational, simplest things there!
The story that we tell in my family is this one (and it warms my heart because DD will be 16 when we go next fall, not the 8 years old she as when we went last, when this took place): She was a doll lover, and brought a very realistic baby doll to WDW with her. Usually it stayed in the room, but one night she brought her dolly to EPCOT with her. We were in France and a very handsome French boy (about 20 years old) who was working there came over and said to her "Eez zat your bebe?" and fussed over her. He also kissed her baby doll and kissed her too. She was over the moon and talked about it for weeks (heck, we're STILL talking about it)! I thought it was hilarious because she was small enough to believe in and love dolls, but she was still old enough to enjoy having a handsome Frenchman kiss her! (She was crazy about boys from Kindergarten on, and it hasn't abated, now that she can actually go on 'group dates'.)
We still have the dolly, but I bet she won't be coming with us next fall!