A patriot

The fourth of July was a hot one! Grilled chicken on Dan and Amy’s terrace made the day.

Delicious!

Baby bidet

Sometimes life gets messy, especially when you wear diapers on a daily basis. Enter one of Italy’s surprisingly handy customs, traditions, well, fixtures.

Too hot to blog

There’s only one word for Rome in July and I’ll say it three times: hot, hot, hot.

It’s been nearly 90–and mostly above–every day for the last three weeks. Sadly, sweatily, we do not have air conditioning in our apartment which makes the prospect of sitting at one’s computer just too dreary.  Instead, Phoebe and I have taken to cruising around in the car in the afternoons. Sometimes we go shopping, sometimes we run errands, once we went to the pool. But we always have A/C. Wonderful, refreshing A/C.

Today mercifully, there is a refreshing breeze and a dip in the heat. Mmm, breeze.

Swing trick

The iPhone doesn’t love doing a video with so much movement but it’s still pretty fun…

Happy birthday Paul

It’s July 5th again which means we’re celebrating Paul’s big day. Tonight, we went for ribs and the only place in town where you can get a full rack is…the Hard Rock Cafe. It was still fun, festive and definitely meaty.

Meanwhile there was a whole lotta mac and cheese going on to my left.

And to celebrate a good night and another great year, Phoebe had her first gelato.

Good to the last lick.

Spoons will just slow you down