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I’m going to call him Mr. Spider.  I think if I treat him respectfully he will be less likely to eat my face.
He makes an appearance every night when the sun goes down.  
And people wonder why we’re hesitant to open our windows..

I’m going to call him Mr. Spider.  I think if I treat him respectfully he will be less likely to eat my face.

He makes an appearance every night when the sun goes down.  

And people wonder why we’re hesitant to open our windows..

Siena (not the crayon) and Tuscany!

Do you remember the Siena crayon??  It was a really ugly brown.  I think Cassie pushed it off on me when we played… sounds about right, no?

Anyway, this is much prettier (as per above).  Please view!

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Kitty vs Katty

I’m going to take a moment out from our Italy programming to tell you about my day today.

Grab a cuppa and chuckle at my misfortune, won’t you?

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Firenze!

Before I tell you how lovely Florence was, can we talk about how Dallas Cowboy Cheerleadery my hair looks and how much I love it?? Also, at the moment of this picture a spider was crawling up my leg.  The lengths we go to to please our reader.  Singular.

Ok, Florence.  Renaissance and ravioli.  Lets go.

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Mas Roma!

Yeah, that’s a mix of Spanish and Italian.  We’re bilingual (if by bilingual you mean we can gesture in all two languages).  

Look at Leroy at the Piazza Navona!  Want to see more pictures?  More pictures of Rome because I have way too many to do Florence too?  Saltare! (jump in Italian!)

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We took a video for you at the Vatican!  Holy see it!

BWA HAHAHA.  Just me?  Ok.

Bonjourno, gelato!

Roughly translated, this phrase means, “Hello, gelato.”  Really it means, “Dearest gelato, you are amazing.  I love you almost as much as my husband (and, in the case of bacio, maybe an itty bit more).  I need to eat you as much as possible.  It’s a good thing you’re calorie-free.*  

*It doesn’t count when you’re on vacation.  Scientific fact, y’all.

We said it a lot while in Italy!  ITALY.  The land of awesomeness and Catholicness and foodiness.  One of very few places that makes Oxford feel really, really young.  We went, we ate, we wept (when we left).  (This is the alternate version of veni, vidi, vici.)

Want to see far too many pictures?  First up is Rome! Yay!

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OMG

Another post?? Already??

That’s right, friend!  We’re going in order here.  I’m skipping over Christmas (which was lovely) because mom has all the pictures.  Send them, mama!

After Christmas comes our anniversary!  AKA an excuse to put wedding pictures up.  Don’t want to see them?  I’ll put some up of our trip to Iron Bridge (which is a town with the first ever… wait for it… iron bridge.).  Let us jump!

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Aaaaand we’re back

Well at least for the moment…

Yes, yes, I am the worst.  Believe me, I feel guilty for not writing.  I’m sure you’ve stayed up nights wondering, ‘What are Lois and Leroy doing??’  The answers to your many questions are after the jump…

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