The tiger mom in me felt that at seven years old, Bobby was ready to do theVatican Museums.
But I didnt want to slog it in the midday heat with him and my husband.
By 7:30, we were at the Vatican, breezing through the entrance.
Vatican City at sunset.Credit:iStockphoto/Getty Images
(Who knew the Vatican had a restaurant that serves Spritzes?)
From left: The Gallery of Maps, inside the Vatican Museums; Bobby, the author’s son, in the “Braccio Nuovo” or “New Wing” of the Vatican’s Chiaramonti Museum.Courtesy of Jacqueline Gifford