The Kid got in touch with her Sicilian heritage on Saturday, by gumming her first little bit of pizza crust. My parents came up to see us this weekend, and a good time was had by all. Having lived in Naples for a bit as a kid, I can still remember the taste of the pizza there. This stuff was pretty close.
2 comments:
Bubba, How can you remember the pizza in Italy? You were too young to have teeth when we lived there!! Your loving sis. PS she's such a schmookie!!
There ought to be a law against any child looking that adorably squishable. God what a cutie!
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