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!”