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The Mother of All Trips started in June 2008, as my family was preparing to go on a two-week trip to Paris. Really though, it started five years earlier, when my husband Matt and I spent 13 months traveling with our then one-year-old son Tommy. I wrote a book about that experience, and you'll also find that lots of the stories from that time turn up here. Throw in my many dreams of places I'd like to visit, the day trips we often take, and a host of posts about the best places to eat ice cream and you'll find there's a lot to read.

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Oeufs mayonnaise on the Rue du Bac

As everyone knows the French have a lot of ideas about food, most of which I agree with, although you’ll never convince me that coffee shouldn’t be served at the same time as dessert, especially when that dessert involves chocolate. But despite my fondness for French cuisine, poor Tommy had a hard time when we [...]

Mondays are for dreaming: Flying fearlessly

When you travel a lot with kids, and especially when you write about it, it is always family airline travel that elicits the greatest wonder and concern from parents who are less experienced. It’s true that flying with kids can be challenging, for all of the reasons that flying has become challenging generally – security [...]

Pelicans, penguins, and seals – oh my! Exploring Kangaroo Island with kids

Today I’m happy to share a dispatch from the Southern Hemisphere by one of my online friends Rachel, an American who lives in Australia. Many of you may remember her wonderful posts about The Great Barrier Reef and Melbourne. Rachel’s younger daughter was born in the summer of 2009, and here she talks about her [...]

Where to stay (and put your car) at JFK Airport

One of the things I’ve learned about traveling with kids is that it’s very important to do a thorough cost-benefit analysis when making decisions about things like whether to pay extra for the hotel suite where you are separated from your children for the blissful five hours that they sleep by an actual door or [...]

Mondays are for dreaming: Vinalhaven

In August of 1982, during that liminal summer between the end of grammar school and the start of junior high, my mother brought me, my sister Sheila, and her own sister, my Aunt Rita, to spend ten days on an island in the Penobscot Bay. We rode a ferry through the mist from Rockland, Maine [...]

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