I'm a Disney adult. There I said it. No remorse. No guilt. No shame. I love everything about Disney. I grew up on old, old school Disney. Like way back when you used an E- ticket for the best rides at Magic Kingdom kind of old. I grew up listening to storybook LPs, cassette tapes, playing with the weeble wobble Mouseketeer Tree House and movies projected onto a sheet. Yes, I'm talking old school. Why Disney? Well, it brings me joy and happiness. So many of my childhood memories are wrapped up in the happiness of Herbie, Mary Poppins and Bednobs and Broomsticks. There's a nostalgic vibe that fills my heart when I  remember soaring on Dumbo at Magic Kingdom with my dad. There’s a warm, sentimental and comforting feeling walking down Main Street USA. And for a split second I can see my boys, little again smiling and giggling, lost in the magic of Disney. Every memory is a defining, unforgettable moment in my life. Moments I hold close.  That’s that thing about being a Disn...