Bambino and I spent part of the day in Milan. I loved the Duomo.

Bambino was quiet in the Duomo, and I think the scope of the place impressed him. He really liked the pigeons in the piazza. However, his highlight of Milan was the AC Milan store. The lovely staff adored my “bambino molto elegante” (he has a good stylist). They let him run around the store for roughly 20 minutes, kicking a ball, blowing kisses, and being hugged by attractive Milanese women, while yelling “Ball! Goal!”. Bambino may be an AC Milan fan for life. (Or, at least until the AS Roma match.)

Overall, the Italians have been wonderfully patient and kind to Bambino. He’s making lots of friends. About 50% of the time, he replies back with a “Ciao!” now. The other half, he answers “A choo!”, as if the person sneezed.

He also likes trains.

We had dinner at one of our favorite restaurants in Varese , the gnoccheria.

Then, we ran into this guy,

Bambino told Zio Wede that next time, he was to bring Zia Tiff and le Bambine. As the grown ups chatted at an outdoor bar, Bambino snuggled up in il Marito’s arms and slept. In his words, today was “happy, happy, happy!”