Under the Tuscan sun with nonna
The chapel that was part of the little borgo/village where we stayed
Two Ferraris from Austria outside our hotel
Dylan had been asking me for a salami sandwich for days, which is weird because a) he doesn't eat salami and b) he doesn't eat in general and never says he's hungry or asks for food (unless you count candy/sweets). We went to a kiddie birthday party and they were serving salami sandwiches so his "wish" came true.
Homemade pizza making
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