I have the travel bug…BAD. Over the holidays my family and I drove to Texas and we made a point to take back roads and visit places we had never been, even it meant taking a few extra minutes (or hours) to get off the beaten path. Now we are home and all I can think of is doing again, but maybe just with the hubs. I get a tinge of guilt when I think of the possibility of sleeping in a teepee or in a floating hotel without my kids. Isn’t that what every kid wants – to sleep in a TEEPEE! But then again, doesn’t every mom want a night off and day to shop, look at art, and make art herself? Or is that just me?