We didn’t mean to turn our friends into Disney adults.
It started innocent enough…
We invited them on one trip.
Just one.

Pretty sure they thought we were joking, at first.
We were not.

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“It’s just a theme park,” they said.
“It’s for kids,” they said.
“Y’all are crazy,” they said.
…..

Now they have MagicBands and a Loungefly for every outfit and cry during Happily Ever After like it’s their full-time job.

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We told them we like to pack light.
They brought 32 outfits for 7 days.
They’re debating Club Level vs Dining Plans like it’s the stock market.

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At this point, we may have created monsters.
Beautiful, mouse-loving, budget-breaking monsters.

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They’re sprinting for Guardians at Rope Drop…eating Mickey bars like it’s a religion and posing a little too hard in Galaxy’s Edge.

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Now we plan vacations with spreadsheets and shared Notes.
We have coordinated outfits and Amazon and Etsy links are shared multiple times a day.
We say things like “We need to stay at a Skyliner resort so we can grab coffee and rope drop Flight of Passage” and we all know we really mean it.

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Was this all part of our plan?
Honestly… yes.

Now we get to travel with our besties, ride Big Thunder like it’s NASCAR, and argue about whether or not Lightning Lane is worth it and which restaurants we should try next.

We said it wasn’t a cult.
We lied.
Welcome to the family. 💅✨

[🎵 Cue dramatic villain laugh or “See ya real soon!” Mickey audio]