Park, Park, Park & Park

In Grosetto, C found a playmate in the piazza. Both kids had fun with their cars, trucks and tractors. Instinctively, kids must understand other kids and their toys no matter what the language.

The boy ate his first dish of pasta and clams in Tuscany. We found a family run fish place in Obretto for lunch- after running from the Italian police for a traffic violation. Another story. He then went on to enjoy them again later in a town whose name translates as "Savages of the Hills".

We sampled a fair bit of Italian ice cream- gelato- in as many towns as we could. C had his fair share also. Here in Sienna, he ate an entire rice pudding flavored gelato + cone.

We were about 30 minutes from the Tyrrhenian Sea (part of the Mediterranean Sea), so we made a few excursions to coast. The farm also had a pool, so C was in there twice a day as well.

We stayed on an old farm next to Gavorrano, with my parents in one apartment and us in another. It was a leisurely pace and we slowly traveled from hill town to hill town (Scarlino, Ravi, Vetulonia, etc) to sample the view and cappuccinos (and macciados and lattes). Here's C running through the typical streets.

Some of the more loyal followers of this blog have noted the lack of posts recently. This is due to C and the family taking a very enjoyable two week holiday to Italy. Specifically, Tuscany here . Here are pictures of Gavorrano, and the view from the hill it sits atop. Over the next few days, I'll post pictures of C and his mischief.

After eating an entire raspberry patch: Just before bath time:

Nate and I took C to my old local- The Atlas- to meet Jack and Andy (C's Godfather). We shared a few pints while C dug in the flowerbeds. By the time we left, we had to borrow brooms to clean up the mess- C's mess, that is.