I often dream of travelling, but my life at this point is not conducive to hopping on a plane to Europe. It's hard enough to get Dusty to leave his house to go to the playground. When I finally make it to France I don't want any whining involved. I can wait, but until then I get to live through the hats. A few weeks ago one went to Italy. (Big sigh) And now another saw the streets of London. This one was chaperoned by the lovely Clare at her friend's wedding. Yep, I'm just a few steps behind them.