Travel

Thirty-eight. That’s the number of flights my 3-year-old son has traveled. My nine-month-old son’s number is currently 12. We love to travel, and after dozens of flights with one to two littles in tow, I’ve gained some knowledge that may be...

Welcome to the D!  So you’ve booked a family trip to Detroit, the city known for cars, music, culture and sports, but have no idea where to begin your planning? Look no further! Welcome to Detroit Moms Blog’s kid-friendly visitor’s guide to...

Earlier this year, my husband and I planned a trip to visit family for a long weekend. The caveat was my daughter and I would be traveling separately as he would be flying in from a business trip.  The day...

Our recently expanded household crossed a major threshold this past month. I am not talking about the baby’s first steps, first words or first ER trip (which happened as well). Nope, I’m referring to mommy’s first overnight business trip,...

Summer is almost here!  Are you ready?!  I do love the seasons we have in Michigan but I really wish the summer would last longer than all of them combined.  The summer always seems to fly by and before you know it thoughts...

'Tis the season for family vacations! And when you have littles along for the ride a certain amount of panic can creep in when you imagine entertaining them for say, 10 hours. In the seat of a plane. Or...

5 Reasons a Minivan is the Right Choice for Your Family The love of my life. My heart beats for you. My soulmate. My everything. You are every bit of perfect as I imagined. I don’t know how I survived...

Before my daughter was born, my husband and I made a pact to spend the following spring on a big trip with her. When we booked our Iceland and Italy trip with an eight-month-old, I thought we’d lost our...

I have heard the same questions over and over again: "You're going to Disney again?" or "Isn't Disney for kids?" or "Wow, you are still into Disney?" Yes, I am an adult that loves Disney, and I don't care who...

Early in our marriage, having a husband who was Puerto Rican marginally impacted my life. It meant yearly trips to the Island to visit family. It meant being asked by new acquaintances, upon hearing my last name, “Oh, you speak...