So I'm going to start with traveling with kids to New York City. I'm starting there because I just returned from there and my poor momma brain doesn't retain information well from more than about two weeks ago. I lived in New York City when I was a wee lass directly out of college. I was 22 -- ambitious, naive and a little stupid about life. But what better way to learn than to move to the largest city in the country without knowing a soul? I did learn a lot. That's another post... The point is that I love visiting! My mom was right (something I'm sure I'll write about often. She's ALWAYS right. So annoying!). She told me once when I was eating peanut butter out of a jar for dinner, "You know, if you left New York you might actually be able to afford to visit and see the plays you love and eat at the nice restaurants and do all the things you love about New York..." Well, at the time I thought she was an idiot - who wouldn't ...