<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: I Confess&#8230;</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/</link>
	<description>Where to Stay When You Go</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:11:44 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: Florence</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-3504</link>
		<dc:creator>Florence</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 22:45:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-3504</guid>
		<description>Whilst staying in the Sahara (&amp; having to get up at 5am to see the sunrise) we came across a mad family doing a 2 day road safari like us - but with 3 pre-schoolers, The Mum was kicking off big time because they had run out of cornflakes in the middle of the sahara (at 5am), but they had cake - what sane rational human wouldn&#039;t take the damn cake &amp; make their child&#039;s holiday? Really? The cake wins it in my book every time!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whilst staying in the Sahara (&amp; having to get up at 5am to see the sunrise) we came across a mad family doing a 2 day road safari like us &#8211; but with 3 pre-schoolers, The Mum was kicking off big time because they had run out of cornflakes in the middle of the sahara (at 5am), but they had cake &#8211; what sane rational human wouldn&#8217;t take the damn cake &amp; make their child&#8217;s holiday? Really? The cake wins it in my book every time!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Lisa</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-2725</link>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 17:06:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-2725</guid>
		<description>Thank goodness, I can finally get rid of the guilt from a really awkward/bad mom situation. When we first arrived at our resort in Portugal, we went for a walk to see what was in the immediate area.  We weren&#039;t really prepared to stay out for any length of time, but ended up stopping for dinner at a beach side restaurant.  While waiting for dinner, I took my 7 month old for a walk and of course, she filled her diaper.  There wasn&#039;t anywhere that I could easily change her, so I thought, we&#039;d just eat quickly and go home.  When I got back to the table, the German grandparents sitting beside us had made arrangements with my husband to hold her while we ate.  Unsure what to do, and with a language barrier between us, I handed my stinky little sweetie over and ate at record speed.  I think I saw him turn his nose up, but he politely continued to coo at her until we finished.  Very embarrassing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank goodness, I can finally get rid of the guilt from a really awkward/bad mom situation. When we first arrived at our resort in Portugal, we went for a walk to see what was in the immediate area.  We weren&#8217;t really prepared to stay out for any length of time, but ended up stopping for dinner at a beach side restaurant.  While waiting for dinner, I took my 7 month old for a walk and of course, she filled her diaper.  There wasn&#8217;t anywhere that I could easily change her, so I thought, we&#8217;d just eat quickly and go home.  When I got back to the table, the German grandparents sitting beside us had made arrangements with my husband to hold her while we ate.  Unsure what to do, and with a language barrier between us, I handed my stinky little sweetie over and ate at record speed.  I think I saw him turn his nose up, but he politely continued to coo at her until we finished.  Very embarrassing!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Elizabeth</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-2719</link>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 01:24:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-2719</guid>
		<description>Just last week while we were visiting my husband&#039;s parents in Mexico I stopped my son from blowing out my eardrum by conceding to him having some chocolate milk...milk that was squeezed straight from the cow into the glass we drank it from. I&#039;m going for &quot;building up his immune system for future trips to Mexico&quot; since he (THANKFULLY) didn&#039;t get sick.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just last week while we were visiting my husband&#8217;s parents in Mexico I stopped my son from blowing out my eardrum by conceding to him having some chocolate milk&#8230;milk that was squeezed straight from the cow into the glass we drank it from. I&#8217;m going for &#8220;building up his immune system for future trips to Mexico&#8221; since he (THANKFULLY) didn&#8217;t get sick.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Jamie Pearson</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-2645</link>
		<dc:creator>Jamie Pearson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 01:07:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-2645</guid>
		<description>You know, I once traveled with a mom who was constantly whipping hummus and carrots out of her purse for her kids.  And baked tortilla chips.  And dried fruit.  It was tedious.  

Down with guilt!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know, I once traveled with a mom who was constantly whipping hummus and carrots out of her purse for her kids.  And baked tortilla chips.  And dried fruit.  It was tedious.  </p>
<p>Down with guilt!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: MudslideMama</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-2643</link>
		<dc:creator>MudslideMama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 19:53:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-2643</guid>
		<description>Really fun post! The all-sweets meals are a big one for the Mudslide family too.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Really fun post! The all-sweets meals are a big one for the Mudslide family too.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Carolina</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-2642</link>
		<dc:creator>Carolina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 16:32:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-2642</guid>
		<description>If I put together a slide show of all the pictures I have of child eating sweet, baked goods at different locations in the world, I would be, maybe, feeling a bit guilty. Out of sight, out of mind though. I sleep well at night.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If I put together a slide show of all the pictures I have of child eating sweet, baked goods at different locations in the world, I would be, maybe, feeling a bit guilty. Out of sight, out of mind though. I sleep well at night.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Mara</title>
		<link>http://www.travelsavvymom.com/blog/family-travel/i-confess/comment-page-1/#comment-2638</link>
		<dc:creator>Mara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:14:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.travelsavvymom.com/?p=5107#comment-2638</guid>
		<description>Where to begin? I traveled for a year with a one-year-old and I think if you lined up all of the McDonald&#039;s French fries my child ate from end to end it might cover the same number of miles we did. We even gave them to him in, ugh, the train station in Florence, Italy. 

Proud, proud, proud.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Where to begin? I traveled for a year with a one-year-old and I think if you lined up all of the McDonald&#8217;s French fries my child ate from end to end it might cover the same number of miles we did. We even gave them to him in, ugh, the train station in Florence, Italy. </p>
<p>Proud, proud, proud.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

