Part of an email from my mom while my family is in Italy...
"The boys, I notice, are not so excited about seeing the sites, as they are about chasing pigeons, throwing their sweatshirts in the air to make them "fly" in the wind and doing all sorts of other crazy...or naughty things (like sticking their heads up and through the old toilet holes in the Roman bathhouse we were observing). But, oh well, they keep themselves entertained while we try and get a little educated about the past."
Boys will be boys, and boy do I love my boys.
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