i've loved sharing a bit of our time in rome with y'all this week (part one & two). in this third post, i'm going to share what it's like to travel with an eighteen month old (at least our crazy little girl!).
you see, the photo above really should be our christmas card. getting a photo where all three of you are looking at the camera, dressed, somewhat happy -- yeah, that just doesn't happen for us around here right now. when i saw this photo, i instantly said, yup, that about sums it up (e diving out of my arms, 1 out of 3 looking at the camera, didn't quite get the famous landmark in the photograph). to be clear, it won't be our christmas card -- nope, i'm gonna keep on forcing the issue & try to get one of all three of us showered and smiling, cause i'm crazy like that, i just want to go on the record as saying i know the photo above is as good as it gets.
i also want to be clear that i could not be more grateful for our time in rome AND that ellie was with us. this was a really important trip for our little family, for reasons i'll share with you later on. i hadn't really thought about it before we arrived, but the last time i was in europe was in college, during a summer study abroad program. being here with my HUSBAND and DAUGHTER, while completely different, makes this place even better. my days aren't a fraction as care free, i have to bring a lot more stuff, i didn't see everything on my list -- but man oh man was my heart full.
that said, this trip has been hard -- i certainly have had some low moments (thank goodness ryan & ellie are so forgiving) and have grown a lot these past few days (more because i've had to than out of a true willingness). i am writing this post through the fog of a really bad summer cold, very scared about a flight back across the atlantic with ellie and so before y'all come see parts 1 & 2 of this post and decide to jet off with your darling toddler, here are some of our hilarious moments & some lessons learned (thru the school of hard knocks!).