Me: Dad, what do you want for your birthday?
Dad: I don't know. I really don't need anything.
Mom: I know what he wants. He wants a wind chime.
Dad: I want I wind chime?
Mom: Yes, don't you remember when we went to our friends' house and they had a wind chime? It sounded so beautiful.
Dad turns and looks at me.
Dad: I guess I want a wind chime.
I look at him. I look at my Mom. And I keep my mouth shut. Later that evening I get a phone call.
Dad: I've been thinking. I really would like a wind chime.
I guess Nonno is getting a wind chime. For his birthday. For Nonna. Or something.
"So where is Vesuvius from here?" my husband asked while
dining somewhere on the Amalfi Coast, Italy.
THIS is the response we got :-)