How to Make the Most of Eighteen Summers

“We only have eighteen summers with them.”  A friend’s social media post recently took me aback.  We have eighteen summers to enjoy with our kids.  Our family has spent many summers in the army’s “moving season”, and we try to make the most of it.  Usually we see family (as we do not always haveContinue reading “How to Make the Most of Eighteen Summers”

Traveling with my Kids in Italy, Part II–Verona

This blog is a continuation of a previous blog and picks up in Verona, where I and my three (and a half) bambinos heap up almost as much trouble (and dirty laundry) as we did homemade pasta.  Previous Blog: Traveling with my kids in Italy, Part I–Urine for it Florence Roughly two hours via trainContinue reading “Traveling with my Kids in Italy, Part II–Verona”

Traveling with my Kids in Italy, Part I–Urine for it, Florence!

I am not sure whether I am more proud or humbled after traveling solo with my littles.  On one hand, we always come back alive with epic memories and better bonds between each other.  On the other hand, I inevitably find myself a bit wiped out and swimming upstream in some awkward situation—most of whichContinue reading “Traveling with my Kids in Italy, Part I–Urine for it, Florence!”

A Potty or a Pole

Introducing My First Muddy Buddy to Travel I was about twenty weeks pregnant when I found myself lost in a strip club at a hotel in Eastern Europe.  Suddenly there were flashing red lights, loud techno music and pole with a silhouette of someone’s leg.  Oops–wrong door!  I obviously was not meant to be there–Continue reading “A Potty or a Pole”