Want a marshmallow? The 6-foot-long alligator, dubbed Otis by the locals, who's minus one foot and swimming alongside our boat certainly does. Our guide, John Royen, tells us the gators think the marshmallows are turtle eggs.
How much longer? It's the familiar lament heard by parents as their cars crawl along in traffic on the roads in Yellowstone National Park -- some 466 miles -- as vehicles slow to gawk at the wildlife. But we're not driving.
Fava beans or green beans? What's on the lunch menu all depends on what's ready for the kids to harvest. Yes, the kids.
So what if you're toting diapers and a stroller, the kids aren't too young to hit theme parks -- especially this summer -- and you're guaranteed some fun, too.
What a way to start the day! My daughter Reggie, a San Francisco teacher, and I are soaking in a piping hot mineral pool -- one of four at different temperatures -- at the Fairmont Sonoma Mission Inn’s expansive spa.
Which one? Which one will be the next baseball superstar? We're sitting on the grass with several hundred parents and kids on a balmy summer night in Falmouth, Massachusetts on Cape Cod watching the Falmouth Commodores play the Orleans Firebirds.