Last Saturday, at around 6:30 in the morning, my family from Belgium arrived at the house! During the next 5 days I forgot I was in Italy: the main language spoken in the house was Dutch, and while the mayonnaise was always on the table, the empty beer bottles piled up in the kitchen ;-).
Auro had a great time talking to/playing with/climbing on his new victims. Zita needed some days to appreciate her cousin's 'entertaining qualities', but at the end decided to reward his efforts with 15 minutes of uninterrupted laughter! Tosca was her happy self and smiled at anyone who would give her some attention. She even kept smiling after she got a nasty sunburn in her face (pieces of her skin came off and she looked horrible, but it's nearly gone by now).
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| Picnicking in the mountains, or our own déjeuner sur l'herbe as my brother so wittingly compared it to |
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| Zita reading a bedtime story to her father |
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