Last summer, my wife Amy and I took two months to travel in Europe with our five-month old son, Kai. Amy made an ambitious itinerary: the ideal balance of historical sites, lazy beaches, and vineyard romping—ideal for a couple anyway. By day three, we'd realized that toting a crib in our little rental car to a new hotel every few days was not going to be a vacation. If we were going to enjoy this trip, it was obvious all the work we'd done teaching Kai to fall asleep alone at very specific times (no small feat) was going out the window. More »
