Forget Rockefeller Center and Times Square -- this year, spend the holidays on the beach in Cape Town.

Your daughter is 2. Until now, you’ve been maintaining the illusion that a vacation is a time to sleep in, sip espresso in a Belleville café, and have sex on 400-thread-count sheets in the middle of the afternoon. But after last year’s “vacation”—no nanny, no sleep, certainly no sex—you realize that it’s time to give in to the all-inclusive package deal, child care included.