The death of Nelson Mandela last week wasn’t exactly unexpected, but it still makes me sad and I can’t get it out of my head. I feel like I should
I have the best parents in the world. Besides the fact that they put up with me for the past 5 weeks (and 32 years), this long weekend in Rome
I was afraid of dogs when I was a kid. We always had cats, but dogs were too big, loud, and slobbery in comparison. There were also packs of mangy
We took a long (5 km) walk in Villa Ada today, our usual route. Charlotte insisted on walking while I pushed Willa in the stroller. Only, she didn’t really walk.
We have about two weeks left in Rome, and time is flying. The girls and I got sick last week, so that ate up a lot of our time. Poor