Wham!
A few weeks ago I wrote a post complaining about the winged residents of the unfinished building that is across the street from us. Well, it seems that they’ve decided to heat the battle up a notch. The other day I was sitting on the floor playing with Luigi when I heard a loud bang that sounded like something heavy hitting the sliding glass door that leads to my balcony. I quickly looked up in time to see a pigeon flying away. Consequently, I figured that I must have been mistaken about what I thought caused the noise. That is, until I saw this

At least once a year
Yesterday was All Saints’ Day, a holiday here in Italy. Traditionally on this day, people head to the cemetery to leave flowers on the graves of their loved ones who have passed on. Many may do this only once a year, using the holiday to travel to their hometown. Some have many stops to make, the graves of their loved ones being scattered through different towns. Even if it is the only time they can get there, one thing is for certain – they tend these graves with love. By the end of the day almost every grave in the cemetery will be polished clean and will have at least one fresh bouquet of flowers and at least one new candle.

Like a hurricane
As soon as Luigi started cruising around in his stroller we nicknamed him “Hurricane Luigi” because when he’s loose, nothing is safe. Between curiosity and the fact that he can never be still, he gets into everything and started causing damage early. He even managed to unplug my freezer one time while he was in his stroller. His latest victim – my cell phone Related posts:

Water by another name
Teaching Luigi English is important to me, so we’re using the One Parent One Language program. Well, sort of. I mostly speak English to Luigi but when we’re around Italians I speak Italian. Since he spends most of his time with me, he has picked up mostly English words. The funny thing is, once he has learned a word, he doesn’t seem to pick it up in the other language. He understands it, but he won’t say it in the other language. The word water is a good example. He actually learned it in Italian (saying qua-qua for acqua). If I ask him if he wants some water, he’ll say “qua-qua”, but he won’t say water. He knows that shoes

Stop to smell the roses
Well,they’re not really roses, but Luigi thought they were pretty neat as he walked along the wall with his daddy. No related posts. Related posts brought to you by Yet Another Related Posts Plugin.