Staying in touch with my inner child...

This past Sunday my boyfriend suggested we go to Downtown Disney just to walk around, perhaps grab a bite to eat at T-Rex Cafe, and window shop. We both really enjoy Disney so even though my legs were already hurting from earlier that morning (I had helped assist a photographer friend of mine with a shoot), I agreed. I packed up the car and we headed out to Kissimmee, listening to Disney classics the whole way.

When we got there, Zach conveniently "missed" the exit to Downtown Disney. I complained that he needed to be paying closer attention but I soon realized that this "mistake" was entirely intentional (he's a terrible liar).

Before I knew it, we were driving toward the Magic Kingdom. I started complaining right away that it was a terrible waste of money to go to one of the parks for just a few hours. It was already 5:30 pm and there's no way we'd get our money's worth. Zach pulled up to the parking window (it's a very "reasonable" FOURTEEN DOLLARS to park nowadays) and flashed some papers that he had been hiding. The guy let him through and that's when I knew he had done something "bad." If that man was willing to let us go without paying a whopping $14... just what did Zach buy??

Finally, as we parked our car, Zach let me in on the secret. As I was packing my things into the car, he had bought us PREMIUM Disney Annual Passes. Premium. Zach doesn't go halfway on things. He and I are polar opposites when it comes to purchasing things. I want the cheapest option, he wants the best quality option. I had always hoped that this would help us meet in the middle with decisions. Clearly, I wasn't a part of the Great Disney Pass Decision of 2010. But I had to grin. Zach always knows how to take care of me... and part of that means doing the things I would never, ever, in a million years do for myself.

We are going to have a ridiculous amount of fun with these passes. We're going to ride rides and take photos. I've found that an important part of the grown life is to stay in touch with my inner child. She really likes ice cream and roller coasters.