Because competitive parenting is not a real sport.
I’ve decided that I should learn to speak Spanish before we leave on this trip, which I recognize is silly since that’s the entire *point* of us going. For twelve years, living in San Diego, I’ve tried to learn to speak Spanish. I bought 3 different teach-yourself-Spanish books but never made it past the “j... Continue Reading →
Today, I discovered Central American rental websites. It’s house porn, with adorable ESL moments. I found a great place in Leon, Nicaragua with “walking closets.” I can’t stop giggling at the image of waking up and wondering where my closet has wandered off to. But I can tell this is going to be a problem.... Continue Reading →
Most parents when faced with an idea of this magnitude might wait until it was a done deal, until the research was completed and the budgets were prepared, to tell their children. Eric and I lasted three days. We are not good at secrets. I’m not sure our Lonely Planet Central America had even arrived... Continue Reading →
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