A certain redhead boy turned one year old on Sunday.
This certain redhead boy is a completely delicious bundle of smiles, happiness, cheeky-ness and cuddles.
This certain redhead boy has quickly become a celebrity among the locals in our little Italian village.
This certain redhead boy happened to have his birthday during a three-day festa in our little Italian village.
Firework displays, processions through the village of the 'Volto Santo', carnival rides, brass bands playing through the streets, time spent with new-found friends, porchetta, porchetta and more porchetta! Mama Mia... All this amounted to a fun-filled but weight-gaining weekend. Everyone in the village and surrounding villages came out of the woodwork to help celebrate *Max's birthday* and the Volto Santo being in the village.
What a dear wee boy he is.
Our little firecracker who, upon arriving into this world didn't even make a peep. And now we can't keep him quiet.
Our little guy whose existence was a 'surprise' but makes our family complete.
Our little man who has stolen my heart from the very beginning and I cannot imagine life without him.