My kids are far from spoiled, and I myself had a wonderful upbringing, but every once in a while I look at their lives and say to myself, "In my next life, I want to come back as one of MY OWN kids."
It’s March and everybody’s wondering what to do with the kids this summer. There are endless opportunities to explore and sleepaway camps are in high demand. In the 1980’s, sleepaway camp wasn’t an option for a lower middle-class family like mine. Latchkey kids spent the summer parked in front of the TV.
Proud to say we survived our first week-long getaway as grown-ups with no kids. I'm also proud for the reasons why we were never willing to part with our family for so long. You can only imagine the preparation it took to organize the lives of my four children so we could escape, of course dads always think it's easy because they aren't the kids' concierge.
If you read my post back at New Year's, then you may remember that 2012 is my self-proclaimed "year of fun." And two months in, I think I'm doing a fairly decent job of making good on that resolution.
Looking for a trip to the happiest place on Earth? No, we’re not talking about a certain major theme park - one stay at the Arizona Grand Resort and Spa will completely change your views on family fun!
It's no secret that I'm a travel-loving, cooking show-junkie, which puts chef and author, Anthony Bourdain, host of Travel Channel's No Reservations high up on my list of fave foodies.
I don't think I'm alone when I say this, but what's the deal with airline food? Wait, wrong decade. Sorry Seinfeld. But seriously, I think the new joke is, "What's the deal with airlines kicking off passengers?" Don't they want our excess baggage fees?
I’m a big family man, and after moving to LA, it seems like I haven’t been able to get back home as often as I would like.
Don’t get me wrong, I love LA (with the exception of the traffic obviously), but there’s nothing better than spending a few days with the fam back home in Salt Lake City.
When I was a teenager, our family used to make the eighteen hour drive from Pennsylvania to Florida ever year for winter break. We’d pile our suitcases in the trunk, we’d load up with books and snacks, and my brother and I would cram into the backseat of my dad’s car, arm rest down in the middle like our own, perso
Over four months ago, my husband and I planned a family trip to Disneyland. We thought it would be such a great idea to keep the vacation a secret and then surprise the pants off our kids. Thursday is finally the big reveal day and it can't come soon enough because this secret has been absolutely killing me!