This year didn’t tiptoe in—it made an entrance in sequins and champagne. We wrapped up 2024 and rang in the New Year at Sea Island, surrounded by friends, festive cheer, and what has quickly become one of our favorite new traditions. There’s something magical about that post-Christmas lull—the tree still twinkling, everyone in soft clothes and soft schedules. Hands down, that final week of December is my favorite of the year.

Just a few weeks later, we traded the pine trees for palm trees and set sail on the Ritz-Carlton Yacht around the British Virgin Islands. It was a dreamy escape filled with sun, salt air, and a whole lot of SPF. If you caught my deep dive on Instagram, you already know I gave the full scoop comparing the Ritz Yacht to Silversea.  I’m still a Silversea girl at heart, but both were luxe experiences worth every sun-soaked second.

Then came the snow—lots of it. We jetted off to Telluride for MLK weekend with close family friends, and despite temperatures dipping below zero (yes, really), our girls tackled the slopes like champs. Telluride remains our favorite ski town—cozy, scenic, and just the right mix of charm and challenge. We checked into the Madeline Hotel, which was fabulous and officially on my highly-recommend list.

When spring break is split between kids, the only answer is…double the vacations, right?

The first week of March, we packed up our two youngest daughters and headed to the Four Seasons in the Bahamas—our first time bringing the kids along to this dreamy, tucked-away resort. It was slower, quieter, and wonderfully private—the kind of place where your shoulders drop two inches the moment you check in. The girls made fast friends at the pool (every parent’s secret wish come true), which meant mom and dad actually got to sit still for a second and gasp enjoy a cocktail.

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Round two of spring break rolled in the very next week, this time with my oldest daughter—who is 12 going on 22—and my best friend for the ultimate girls’ getaway to Palm Beach. We shopped, swam, soaked up the sun, and indulged in all the girly luxuries. It was relaxing, memory-making magic, and I swear we laughed for three days straight. She loved the one-on-one time, and I loved seeing this new stage of her personality unfold—strong, sweet, and full of opinions about where to eat and what to wear. (I may have created a mini me.)