My mom has a website

My mom has started a website to be a forum for those with MS. It's called MS Talkline and we would love it if you'd stop in for a visit and give the info to anyone you know who has MS.

Happy birthday

My Bubba turns 4 today.

Bubba on school: "I don't like it. I love love love it!"

Bubba on being called Bubba: "I don't want you ever to stop calling me that."

Bubba on his birthday: "It just keeps getting closer and closer!!"

He's a bruiser. He's a snuggler. He's sweet and kind. He goes to the doctor to get a shot and doesn't cry. He's my short man. Happy Birthday Bub. I love you.

The tree that's in my backyard...

...didn't grow there.

It just decided last Wednesday afternoon that the fence at my place was better than the place where it was planted.

The evidence:
The view from the boys' room. Primo had been praying for a tree in our backyard. I think he meant more of a tree house tree, not this one.
See how it just missed the swing set?











This is the view from ground level.













You've got to twist your head for this one. I couldn't get it to adjust when I uploaded it. This is where the tree had been growing.

We just thank God that no one was outside when it happened.

Now if the guy who owns the house hadn't moved to Poland...

Separated at birth?

This is Hannah, a tattoo artist on LA Ink.

This is Penni, of Martha, Martha.

You decide.

Buon Compleano, Bambina!

My little girl turned one last week, on August 30. She's the first Giglio girl in over 80 years and she's just delightful.

She's dainty and princesslike at times. She likes to wear her black patent leather Mary Janes (and got SO mad at me when I took them off her today!) and when she picks things up, she does it with just her index finger and thumb.

Then, she turns around, screams, and tackles her older brother.

She learned to walk recently and she only stops to sit down to eat and to go to sleep.

She's delightful and dramatic. She's a charming tomboy. And she's our Bambina. Mommy is sorry this post got up late, baby. I love you.