Although the plan is to see all that we can see while we're here, the fact is we're attempting to live in a foreign city with two small kids. Normal everyday life still goes on. Daddy's sometimes get sick, little boys would rather play than go out and Marmee's carve out time to relax.
Today was one of those days where we didn't really go adventuring into the city. The farthest we got was the super market to buy a few things.
the big super market close to the apartment |
our walk home |
(this is the front door of our apartment and the smallish elevator that takes up up 5 flights of stairs to our home away from home.)
Life went on... we ate, played, napped and even watched a movie cause "some days are like that, even in" Florence.
Ps. for those of you who aren't huge Judith Viorst fans the quote is "mom says some days are like that, even in Australia" from the book Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no go, very bad day. But our day was not horrible... it looked like this out our window, how can that ever be terrible?