Through the mystical power of blog scheduling, I have travelled into the future to tell you what we're up to in Shmitally this week. These are days three and four.
Then on Sunday, we're going to come back with the kids and spend another day stuffing our gobs full of gelato in Florence because there's no way we're going to be able to see all the stuff there is to see in one day. We'll probably go to Boboli Gardens and let them get pecked by aggressive birds in the Plaza della Signoria. I wish we could take the kids to go see the some of the more famous statues, like David over here, but trust me, based on Rowan's most recent new-found, uh, fascination with his own twig and berries during bathtime, I wouldn't put it past him to climb up and give it a yank.