Saturday, June 14, 2014

Picnic at Villa Doria Pamphili

"Weeeeeeeeellllll....let me tell you of a time we had a picnic"

"a picnic with raisins, and cookies..."

"and pigtails, and baseball..."


...with babies and mamas...

...and beautiful blue eyes...

A picnic with palm trees and beautiful blue skies...

with Baroque fountains...

...and private chapels, hidden behinds trees...

...and babies that are only 3 weeks old...

...babies that don't like picnics...

....and babies that are slightly disgruntled.

Let me tell you about a picnic with pictures...

...pictures with characters...

... pictures that made the picnic...

...because everyone wants to be like Daddy...

...even if sometimes we get distracted...

This picnic had plenty of baseball to play...

...and baseball to watch...


...baseball to wait...

...to swing...

...and to miss..

...but it was baseball with style...

...even if it wasn't with the perfect technique...
...there was plenty to see and do...

...or not to see...
Or you could just stick to baseball.


In Comes Nanny!

What a fantastic way to celebrate Dieter being 1 month old than to bring in a little help. It's like a birthday present that was really intended for myself. :)

So here we are just 3 days away from flying back home to the States for the summer and I'm just now getting to documenting our exciting adventures that we had with Laura, our nanny.

We really hit the ground running as soon as she got here. No jet lag time!

Corralling kids at the library 
The kids took to her right away and now by the end of her stay here, they many a time wanted "Lola" over Mama
Playing with blocks.
Because the books are in Italian.
(Ok, not all)
It was really nice being able to run into a store quickly while Laura played with the kids in the Piazza just outside. For once Stella was getting out of the stroller.

"Wait. Where did Mom go again?"
I made it my goal to go out and see as much of Rome as possible, both to to give Laura a good show and also to see the things I hadn't ventured out to do yet because I didn't have any help.

We really crammed a lot into the first few weeks and it was good, because by week 5 we all got sick and didn't get out half as much as I wanted to.

Laura's first lunch out.
We were walking through Trastevere on one of her first days here and picked out one of my favorite lunch spots. They have fantastic pesto and unique sandwiches for Rome with olive pates and the like.

Of course, with the girls (mostly with Emma) it's all about the bubbly water. Because it makes you giggle.

"Must drink all the bubbly water...I possibly can!"
Although, the giggling didn't really happen this time. We had been walking far to long and the cranky monster was coming out. I managed to get a picture of her "very cranky, not smiling at all" face.

The "Don't Look at Me" Look

We were briefly serenaded by an old violin player. One, that I later learned from my friends who live above a pizza joint, plays the exact same super high speed version of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" medley almost every night outside their window. This is his neighborhood I guess.

Violinist
In Laura's first week here we also attended Giacomo's 6th birthday party. Emma, of course was the only kid who didn't speak Italian. And it had been a long day with no nap, so this is about as involved as she got in the game.

Right before the "Go."
But Emma didn't go anywhere.
Fortunately for me, a couple of the other parents spoke some English. There was Spanish man who spoke very English very well, and another Italian mother who knew some.

Stella had just gotten her new cast back on, and so Laura helped a ton with just trying to keep Stella from killing herself on the playground. That's a big job in and of itself.

Playground, food, and strollers = Family party
Here's that little one-month old we spoke of :)

Dad and Dieter
~

We were also very grateful to have Laura help us with all the end-of-the-year banquets. Some the kids could come to, like this New England night, held on the roof terrace. 

Unlike anyone else at the NAC, the Griesbach take up almost an entire table.
Only a select 2 additional people get to be blessed with our conversation.
 It was a pretty casual night and after a while Emma and Stella just started wandering through the kitchen/couch area.They of course kept their perfect manners the whole time. *ahem*

"Does anyone mind if I like the glass?"
Speaking of manners....

I wasn't even aware, until the end of the dinner that there was a Cardinal in our presence. If you look closely, directly behind Leon, you can see Cardinal Law sitting at the table next to us. I did notice that every time Emma went between these two tables she bumped into the old man behind us. I did feel bad about that, but she was gone before I could keep her from doing it again. 

Kids helping themselves to the horderve table.

But it was at the end of the dinner that our friend Nick came up to us and asked if we knew what Emma had said to Cardinal Law. Apparently it went something like this:

Emma:   "Why are you so red?"
Cardinal Law:  "What's red?"
Emma: "Your face. Why's it so red?"

He played if off like he didn't know what she was talking about and I think in the end she decided he had a sunburn. I should have told her to say, "Your Eminence has a sunburn"... you mustn't forget to say "Your Eminence."

Kids do say the darndest things. 


Santa Marinella Beach Day...in April!

It was particularly exciting getting to go to the beach in April...an excursion which could never take place in Maine because it was still snowing.  But we had a very nice sunny week and so decided to find our first beach in Italy. 

Santa Marinella was a beach that many of the seminarians went to and recommended. So we decided to try it out. To get there go you go to the Saint Peter's Train Station (top of the line for the 64 bus) and ride it to Cittavecchia. Then you basically head straight out of the train station and hang a right on the first intersection. Stop when you come to the water. 

As usual, we pass the time on the train by taking pictures in those familiar blue seats. Dieter is not quite as excited as Emma is.

Beach day!
Stella was all smiles as usual.


...At the Fregene train stop. Not there yet!

She sat in that position the entire time,
grinning from ear to ear.

Except when we started to zone out.

She took it down just a notch too. 
It's about a  40 minute train ride with a bit more greenery in the scenery that we get in Rome.

Taking in the sights


There were very few people on the beach, not surprising for the end of April and the middle of the week. It was probably before the official beach season kicked off. Or at least that's what it seemed like by the amount of trash left on the beach. But the water was beautiful!

Can you believe she's only 3?!
We soon discovered after arriving that Stella was afraid of sand. Just like she had been afraid of grass a year ago and wouldn't leave the blanket in the yard, she was now willingly confining herself to the stroller. At first I felt bad, but then I just accepted it and was grateful for how easy she was to watch. She stayed clean, dry, and in the shade for the entire time at the beach. No changing in and out of swimsuits or anything.

Easiest beach kid ever
We practically had the beach to ourselves.


I did manage to go into the water, but it was still pretty cold. Emma and I had a nice time jumping over the waves. She was pretty daring when it came to taking on the cold.

"Ciao!"
Daddy, meanwhile stayed dry too and built a sand fortress in the shape of the NAC.

PNAC sand castle
This was a neat-looking building just behind the beach. Leon liked it.

Beach house envy
We finished up with gelato pops, the same that we found on our way out of Frascati. They were just that good, we had to find them again.

Mmmmm! Lime!

We didn't manage to get to another beach until the first week of June, the last outing before I got sick and kept everyone from having fun....but more to come on that soon!