A Lesson in Impressionism

Thanks Mom & Dad for putting me through college and paying for an Art History degree. As you can see, it has come in to be quite useful.

Of course, I think this makes him a genius, but I am biased.

Happy Easter

Yesterday we traveled to see Jon's family for Easter. First stop...Nonna's. We had a great brunch followed by an Easter Egg Hunt. It was Seven's first. it was also his first time ever seeing chickens. Even after they pecked at his little fingers (he put them through the fence) he never cried, just giggled.

After lunch we went to Jon's parents and stayed the night. He was spoiled with new toys and candy and geting his way in general - as with most grandparents! We headed back today and took the scenic route. We traveled through Hot Springs, home of the legendary Homestead Resort, past a waterfall, 2 working mills, and even the Buffalo Farm. We of course stpped and mooed at the big fellas.

Hope everyone had a great weekend!

Best of Friends

Seven and Tipit are really best buddies. Take yesterday, for example. Seven first threw a football at Tipit's head, laughed, and Tipit just laid there. So then he threw a book at him. He laughed, Tipit just laid there. Finally, he threw an airplane at him. A big one. He laughed, and Tipit just laid there. Of course, Jon and I were fussing at him the whole time, but we may as well go stand on the front porch and tell the weather to change...it will do as much good.

So anyway, we tell him to tell Tippy he's sorry. He proceeds to lay down in the floor with Tip and hug him, kiss him, hold him. This is what you see pictures of. Later that night, as I am washing dishes, I hear a livingroom full of giggles. Sev is in his highchair, eating yogurt from the container like a big boy with his big boy spoon. The giggling comes in when after taking a bite, he dips back into the container and feeds Tippy off the same spoon. And then Sev takes a bite, then Tip. I should have stopped it, I know, but well, he'd already done it and it really was cute.

Call CPS on me if you must. I choose my battles these days.

Tiny Bubbles...

Here's a shot of Seven in his first real bubble bath last week...he's such a goof. Gotta love him though - he's growing up too fast and it is hard to keep up with him!

Hi Daddy...We Miss You!

So Jon is out of town working this week. It's always a bummer when he's gone, though I don't have to feel guilty about not making dinner - so at least that.

Today was gorgeous outside, almost hot. Like 70 or so. Strange weather for February...I wonder what that means? We'll probably have a tornado or a hurricane hit next week to make up for it. We took advantage of the day, though, and went to the park. Sev is a daredevil now, thanks to the play room at the Catholic church - he loves to slide. On his belly. Face first. He laughs the whole time. I wasn't sure how he'd feel about the Big Slide at he park - but he loved it. As soon as he'd reach the bottom, he'd say "Again" and we'd go back to the top. Lots of fun. Here are a few funny little shots of him playing today.

After the park, we went and bought a few new friends. 3 of our new friends are fast fast fast and I can't get them to appear on film...but they all are like neon/glow fish - one is hot pink, one is orange, and one is day-glo yellow. I think we should call them appropriate 80's names, since that is when neon was the hot ticket. How about Wham, Debbie Gibson, and Tiffany? Hmmmm - maybe Jon should name them.

We also bought at little weirdo catfish. He's the cool fish in the tribe. His name is Noodle. Here is his picture, with one of the fancy new rock thingies in the background. Hope you'll like them, Kit...we love you.

Another Day, Another Sick Day

I would very much like to say I am getting better, but wellnotsomuch. I did feel well enough to go out to eat with Jon & Sev tonight at the Bora Bora, our favorite Venetian restaurant. I almost had a piece of pizza. We'll see how that sits. We had to go, though, as we hadn't eaten a single meal out since we have been here. Sad, huh? Sure, it saves tons of money...but kind of misses the point of all the great italian food. It has just been easier to feed Seven at the apartment, as well as the bad weather being an issue, and of course, me not wanting to eat. But oh well. It is what it is. Oh- speaking of eating- he is getting a mouthful of teeth! He has actually turned into some kind of vampire from what I can gather. Perhaps it was all the time I spent reading the Twilight saga. All I know is that throughout the day and especially at night, he will look at me, hiss a little, and then come at me with that mouth. Wrists, fingers, face - even my foot...all victims of his biting. We're gonna have to put an end to that phase pretty quick.

Jon took Seven to the boardwalk yesterday where surprisingly, they are having a carnival of some sort. Sev got to ride the slides at the park, which he seemed to enjoy even though it was a little chilly.

We are trying to leave here on Monday morning and head to Rome, the land of free internet, a satellite tv, and hopefully, a bed not held up by extra blankets under the mattress. Wish us luck with that train thing, the Italians are striking.

Ugh.

So I have been sick for more than 2 days now. Like, siiiiiiiiicccck. Yesterday I slept close to 24 hours, only crawling out of bed to eat a bite. I have some kind of congestion in my lungs and throat, and have been fighting a fever...plus my head is about to explode and my ears even ache. Add to that the fact that until today, it has rained constantly. So not so much fun being had...at leats on my part. We did get up and stroll around today, taking Seven to San Marco and letting him chase the pigeons. We also just kind of wandered the city. I guess today is the day that every Japanese person arrived. As in, everyone in Japan arrived here....we couldn't get in to the restaurant we wanted to eat at thanks to a huge flock of them. Oh well.

Here are a couple of pics to tide you over.