it seems every saturday lately, the boys ask to eat lunch at fellini’s pizza. ok, alex pretty much begs. they love the pizza—which the fellini’s folks kindly cut up into bite-sized pieces. they love the olives. they love drinking lemonade (with ice!!) out of the small, plastic dressing cups. they love the powdered parmesan cheese and the long shreds of mozzerella from our salad. and they love the sing-a-long loud music. neither can help themselves from dancing and singing. and we can’t help ourselves from smiling.
it really is a good time. see? check out this maxterpiece!