Every single trip, without fail, we meet an older couple. Usually in an elevator. Usually smiling at my kids like they’re holding a secret. “I remember when mine were that little.” And I always think the same thing. They don’t miss the parks. They miss this stage. So when my kids are arguing about who pushes the elevator button or whose turn it is to hold the map, I try to pause. Not because it’s easy. But because one day, I’d give anything to hear that argument again. Disney just has a way of r