March 1998. DD was 5 years old. We had no plans to go to FLorida, even though DH had a conference in Orlando. However, as the conference dates grew nearer, we kept hearing from friends from grad school, from prior jobs, etc. They were all going to the conference and bringing their families (DUH it's ORLANDO) so we decided maybe it'd be a good opportunity to go have a "mini-reunion" with old friends. At the last minute, my sis, BIL, and 1yo niece joined us. We stayed in a 2br unit at the Residence Inn, and DH spent his days at the conference while the rest of us hit the parks. We did the parks "wrong" (didn't pay attention to crowd levels, best days for each park, touring plans, etc), didn't go to a single evening/fireworks show, ate dinner in our hotel every evening (we had a kitchen)- and had a MAGNIFICENT time! I never went to WDW until I was almost 42, and I've now been... 34 times? Totally hooked!