First Solo Trip with Kids: Washinton D.C.

So I wasn’t the only one starting late. My children were born in the age of my confinement, and thus never had the pleasure of travel either. They were getting older, 8 and 11, and my daughter, in particular, was getting itched by the travel bug. “When will we go to California,” she’d ask. “When will we see the big city?” My son was a … Continue reading First Solo Trip with Kids: Washinton D.C.