Christmas for Lorenzo. Explanation: when we were robbed in Caserta, one of the things stolen was Lorenzo's navigator "Chiara" (Kee-ahra), which we of course then needed to replace, which was, of course, not available in that model, but, of course, the more expensive, sleeker, shinier, and all around classier Chiara was, of course. So though he felt very sorry for us, he couldn't easily disguise his delight at the new addition.
Wendy flanked by two of her new best friends: Alba and Silvia.
Emanuele, Dario, and Lorenzo. Lorenzo looks like he'd rather be someplace else--preferably somewhere that required the use of his new navigator. We weren't wanting to be anywhere but there.
Emanuele insisted on another shot in front of the house. We soon discovered the reason.
And this sums it all up. The boys had built a tent with blankets, and spent part of the afternoon inside. We cleaned it all up, dropped some pots, slammed some doors, yelled and screamed, and he didn't budge.
We're still reeling. Still weeping. Still sleeping in the fetal position after having to leave the place we love. God willing, we'll be back there again.
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2 comments:
I was starting to wonder of you had defected. Glad you had such a good time. Now move there so we can visit.
amen to adam. move there.
love the shot of jonah asleep on that cushy floor. oy.
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