Boundless does a one-week break in the middle of the three-month cohort, and the second we knew the dates, we knew where we wanted to go. The Dolomites had been on the list for ages, and I’d been quietly obsessing over the idea of a Kinderhotel (one of those Alpine hotels built entirely around families,…
How a random conversation in Costa Rica led us to pack up four kids and move to Tuscany for three months.
Two nights, four kids, one family bike with questionable braking, and a dinner that kicked us out. Here’s how it went.
Culture shock, playground bars, the world’s best pasta, and learning when to just go home.
We loaded four boys under six onto an Italian train, hit the Florence carousel, and made it home by nap time. Here’s what worked, what didn’t, and what we’d do differently.
This is the first one. No script, no plan, just Chris and I on the terrace drinking tea trying and actually putting into words our initial impressions of Italy and our new home. We talk about what surprised us, what’s been harder than we thought, and the stuff neither of us said out loud until…
Moving to Italy with four kids under six? Here’s what nobody tells you about the first 72 hours as an American family in Tuscany.
There’s a place that’s quietly held more of our life than we ever planned for. Our lake house on Lake Keowee. It’s about an hour from Greenville, and about two from Atlanta. For years it was the easiest escape we had, and somehow always the most meaningful one too. How It Became Ours Chris’s brother…
If I’m being honest, this might be the hardest part of all of it.
Not the packing. Not traveling internationally with four little kids.
It’s this. Putting myself out there.
