07/31/2026
I will never regret taking sweet baby diaper butts to Disney to meet “Mick” for the first time. I will never regret the last-second, spur-of-the-moment trip just to be in our happy place. I will never regret watching their little chunky cheeks, big eyes, and dimpled fingers waving as they saw Disney magic for the first time, the same way I once saw it.
I get to remember. I get to make new memories. And I get to keep them.
Because “my kids are too young” turns into days, then weeks, then years that go by too quickly. In the blink of an eye, they’re grown. So take the trip. We’re only getting older.
Charlie — 2 years
Hank — 11 months
Gus — 5 weeks
They’re never too little, and you’ll never get this moment back.