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Saturday, 10 May 2008

Postcards 05/08

So an interesting thing happened when a bunch of us got together to write postcards to our kids and to our moms for the mother's-day-postcard-all-in - see for yourself, below (click on the cards to view at full size), or at our Flickr photo pool (which we like so much, we're keeping open).  More to come!

Happy mother's day, to all who travel, to everyone who was or is or has been known to act like a child, to the moms of Travels With Child, to Raq, and especially to my mom, and to Little Miss Thing. 
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Sunday, 04 May 2008

Recharging the Light Brigade

As much of a pain in the diaper-covered area as it is, I do not travel without my laptop.  Especially when I'm travelling with my child.  Not only can it entertain him with movies and simple games, but once he and I found ourselves locked out of our destination, stuck in the middle of nowhere, at midnight, with no locally-functioning cellphone.  I was able to use the laptop to skype and get us a taxi and a hotel.

Aside from the laptop, we often have an iPod, a cellphone, a Blackberry, and a PDA loaded with eBooks (yes, I plan to ditch all but the crackberry in favor of an iPhone…and that may obviate the need for a laptop.  But we'll need to charge that too).

Despite all this interconnectivity and globalization, there is not yet a worldwide power standard, and there certainly is not a worldwide standard electrical outlet.  And even when there is, thirty years from now, the French will refuse to participate.

Thus, I found this Wired wiki article very helpful:  S [...]More

Thursday, 01 May 2008

Potty Training at 30,000 Feet

My daughter actually likes the airplane potty.  It's a chance to get out of her seat, walk down the aisle, smile at the flight attendants and hear how cute she is, maybe snag a snack, AND use the potty with the loud flushing noise. 

Despite the inherent fun in using an airplane bathroom, taking a child in the process of potty training on the plane can be nerve-wracking.   I always just got out the pull-ups to reduce overall stress.

When she was only mostly trained, she kept telling me she had to go.  Every 20 minutes. I'm not exaggerating there.   I put her in pull-ups while flying even when she was essentially trained, to reduce overall stress, but I had just spent months teaching her to tell me when she had to go — I couldn't ignore her.  I was so thankful that the man sitting in the aisle seat was a very understanding grandfather who had no problem getting up every 20 minutes. 

In fact, she likes the airplane potty so much that on our last flight, the worst happened.   [...]More

Friday, 25 April 2008

Traveling With Two

[Editor's note - A huge welcome to new TWC poster, Stephanie I, who really, really knows how to fly with kids.] 

My son, F, will be three months old later this week.  Since he was born, he has flown three separate times.  He was born in New Mexico, so his first flight was on the way home, when he was three weeks old.  When he was seven weeks, we took a trip to visit family in Minnesota for a few weeks.  The first two days F flew, he went with me, my husband, and our almost three year old daughter, E.  As semi-experienced parents when it comes to traveling, neither of the two trips with my husband worried me that much – after all, there was one of us for each of them.  Still, the trip home from Minnesota was going to be just me, E, and F, and for that one, I was nervous about how the whole thing would go.  Here is what I learned:

1.  Cheaper isn’t always better - Minneapolis to San Juan, Puerto [...]More

Saturday, 12 April 2008

Great Kids' Fountains in Aachen

It was hot, and we were dressed in our civil-wedding best - the three of us, plus her Opa and Oma (grandma and grandpa) waiting outside Aachen's 14th-century town hall for the bride and groom to emerge.  There was a lunch to come, then a dinner, and a church wedding the next day - all spread around the Rhineland.  This would be our only day in Charlemagne's favorite city… and Opa had a glint in his eye that could only mean one thing: Cathedrals. 

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But he surprised us, possibly because a knee-biter was playing with [...]More
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