Not to be confused with: I miei genitali.
I'm sure that word needs no translation.
But of course I managed to get them confused in a sentence whilst speaking with some Italians. Telling them how my "genitals" are tired.
You have to laugh. And move on....
So my genitori have arrived in Italia!!
Aren't they cute?!
I cannot even begin to describe how absolutely wonderful it is having my mum and dad here in Italy. It's....surreal. Incredible. Precious. Watching them interact with their grandchildren, having cuddles, playing games, doting on them, spoiling them, keeping them in-line - it's completely and utterly wonderful and feels so right.
They came bearing gifts (of course). Although just their presence here is the best gift I could have asked for.
New Zealand Marmite spread. Only Kiwi's would fully appreciate this sight.
There has been lots of coffee drinking in the mornings and wine drinking in the evenings interspersed with leisurely strolls through the village and surrounding countryside, visits to the bakery, reading, crocheting, eating super-tasty foods, a day trip to the beach and a visit to our favourite village in the mountains.
Mum "absorbing" the moment.
In other news, Luca has started school here in the village! We didn't think we would be able to get him in before the end of the term but, we have friends who have friends who are friends with the Director of the school and va bene. No problem. We were told on Friday he could start on Monday! So he's just finished his second day and is loving it! But isn't too sure about the blue gingham overshirt he has to wear...