Gia and I had a great time in San Jose visiting my mom, my sister, three nieces and my nephew. Gia could run circles on the trampoline for hours. Despite multiple "bonafide owies" inflicted by pavement over the weekend, Gia continues to run at every opportunity. In anycase, that trampoline is always a big hit.
One afternoon we were out there with my gorgeous nephew Sammy and his friend Joey. The boys were playing roughly so G and I sat along the edge and watched as they bounced around and threw bouncy balls at each other. To my amusement they started talking in "old man" voices. Sammy says, in his best "old man" voice, "I was born in 1822." Joey goes next with "I was born in 1976." It was brilliant!
We went to baseball games and held guinea pigs, stayed up late and ran with the pack for a while last week. It was fabulous. Giabella is a fantastic traveller. You see, we drove this time and eight hours in the car is no easy thing for even the most mild mannered two year old...which Gia is not. She sang, read and slept without complaint. In fact, around Oceanside, she asked if we could turn around and go back. Dave says she came back taller, with longer hair and talking more. I think he's right, the cousins have rubbed off.
