Here is a picture of the two of them.
She didn't post many pictures on her blog (probably because of creeps like me). But as I was looking through them, don't laugh at me, I teared up. What a beautiful experience to have together! What a lasting memory, one of love and time alone. No little sisters allowed.
Now, here again, writing about it and I'm crying.
Here's how it worked. She and her husband had decided long before that they wanted to have an individualized vacation like this with each child and wanted to have the added bonus of an amazing cultural experience. (Kind of like the Passport to Purity Weekend on steroids.) They were supposed to go when her daughter was twelve, but when they discovered another baby was on his way (and knowing baby's can't be away from Mom for many months after the baby comes) they decided to go early. She explained how they carefully build up airline miles and how she cuts out many other luxuries so she can afford to travel. Good tips for another post. Suffice it to say, they work hard to make travel a priority in their budget.
Guess what I did for much of the morning.
My oldest girl wants to go to Italy. Okay by me! Let's look into Italy!
Costco has these amazing packages. I'll need a few years to save up, but she is still only ten.
My next daughter wants to go to Brazil.
South America? :et's do it! I'm so excited!
The reality is that we'll probably be following Isaac around the globe. If I can take just one child with me each adventure, that will be amazing enough. Got a Summer Intensive in Romania?
Twist my arm.
I know you have a great opportunity with the Danish Ballet.
I could possibly swing that,
but only if I can bring one of your sisters.