The Grand Scale of Life

We have come to the crossroad. We have to finally decide what to do. We love living in the big city with all of its charms and great food finds. But alas we need to be grown ups and figure it out.
So our big decision is whether to stay here in the city or move out to the burbs. Ugh I know the burbs. I am not a huge fan of the burbs. I like culture, diversity, museums and public transport. I love knowing I can go to Whole foods at 9pm and still find anything I could possibly want. I love knowing I don't have to pay for the zoo and its only a 2 mile walk away. Oh and the loveliness that is the local restaurant scene. We live 5 minutes from an amazing sushi place, Mexican, wood fired pizza, incredible Indian, Thai, and a couple fancy American places. How could we ever get tired of it? We go to the Smithsonian when we are bored. We ride Metro for fun. It's a wonderful life.
Reality as much as I hate to say it can be a dream squasher. As much as we love it here it is becoming less practical for a family of 2 growing boys. If we had a townhouse this would never be an issue: where we could live happily until the kids graduated High School and left for College. But as cozy as our 2 bedroom apartment is we need more space. Heck, half of our belongings are in storage and who wants to pay for that???
So we have to decide do we stay or do we go( doo doo do dooo doo do do do)? We could move out by an hour and my husband would have to drive a LONG way every day. We could be near friends with the same age kids and have a house with a yard. But is that really us? I just can't see us in a subdivision with all the soccer moms and dads. Just not our style. I could see us in an older home with a big yard and a huge garden of organic produce. But what about the culture? What about the diversity? My waistline could do without the restaurants though.
What is more important, what do we want to convey to our kids? Do we want them to grow up thinking they'll never have a room to their own? I always had my room, my husband shared with his brother and they both lived. I feel like if our apartment was 3 bedroom 2 bathroom we would never consider moving. But homes and condos just go up and up even as other areas have falling house prices. They never fall here in the city. I think we might be able to buy a 1 bedroom condo here. Pathetic. Frankly its nuts. Most places in the country we could have a NICE house for less that that. We don't need a lot. We don't need fancy.
Being a grown up sucks!