Now I keep thinking back on watching Disney movies as a kid and it’s making me want to cry all over again. Like, I remember watching Aladdin with my grandma when she came to visit us in Brooklyn, which she hardly EVER did. She’d thought the rug that Aladdin rides to escape the guards was the magic carpet, and I was like, “NANNY, NO, THE MAGIC CARPET IS LATER!!!” And the first time I ever saw Bambi was at her house. I also used to watch The Fox and the Hound at her house a lot and I’d cry buckets every single time. Oh God and the first time I watched Oliver and Company I was slightly bitter because my mom had told me there was a surprise waiting for me at our apartment and I thought she’d FINALLY gotten me a kitten, but it was actually the VHS of that movie. I also remember watching Pinocchio and having to pause it repeatedly because my mom wanted my sisters and I to go down to the laundry room with her.
