JUST ANOTHER MORNING IN TUSCANY...

Whoa! This morning has been really interesting...First of all, a mom left a comment on the blog with a youtube video of her baaaaeautiful little girl signing:

Gotta love these moments of communication between parent and child, something as ordinary as eating an ice-cream or yogurt becomes magical and extraordinary...

Then, I received an email from a guy I went to ELEMENTARY SCHOOL WITH!!! I haven't seen or heard from this guy in like twenty years - on one hand I'm feeling ancient because Jordan just finished Elementary School and on the other hand I've got this warm, gushy, how-nice-was-that, that he GOOGLE SEARCHED ME, took the time to write me a note saying he heard about the book and flipped through the website! The greatest part is that this was the guy who was the "nerd" of the class (sorry Jay, but you know you were smarter than all of us put together!), always won the "smarties" in Mrs. King's class for guessing the Math Stumper of the week, was regularly the class Spelling Bee Champion(although, I won a couple of those myself), and ate glue on a regular basis.
He was not the type to play "Truth or Dare," "Spin the Bottle," or "Seven minutes in heaven," (we started early at Church Lane Elementary School)but now that I'm thinking about it, he just may have kissed Amy Eisenberg:)) My friend Rhonda sent me one of those send-to-everyone emails about a Bill Gates speech where one of the things Gates said went something like this: "Be nice to the Geek of the Class, because you just may end up working for him!" I am so sure that Jay has a lot of people working for him and I wish him all the success and happiness in the world, because he was always a great guy. (he just sent me pix of his BEAUTIFUL family, he has the most adorable little red-head of a boy and he is currently a...DOCTOR!! I have no doubt that he is an excellent one at that!)

Now, the last part of my morning was a nightmare. I took Jordan for his Anti-menningococco vaccine and he basically had a panic attack and refused to get the needle. It took one hour and twenty euros to convince him, and although I feel like I was taken advantage of, the twenty euros were apparently enough to help him overcome his anxiety...which is okay with me, because the alternative was me jumping on him and pinning him down. So glad I didn't have to go there...