As we travel along with kids in tow, I usually am the one left behind while the two of them catch up on soccer, video games or tips on how to deal with friends or his sisters. It's never a glamorous shot but a memory worth archiving.
Traveling with a child in a backpack, stroller and one walking fast enough to catch up with us is never what I imagined when we decided to move to Italy. However, it's our reality. It's tough at times and a bit discouraging. We've had to pass up on several great adventures. We could have arranged for a sitter and escaped for a few days of mommy and daddy time but politely have said, "no."
There's something to be said about doing it your own way and having those memories to revisit sometime in the future with them. I know what I'll remember as I snap and journal along the way. Those sweet little faces in far away places.