Monday, July 11, 2016

In Italy

My granddaughter lives in Italy.  Italy is different than the USA. In Italy, babies are cherished and shared.  In the grocery story an older woman will extend her arms and expect that you will hand your baby over to her and she will hold her while you shop in peace for 10 minutes.  At a restaurant, if your baby is fussy, the waitress will scoop her up and take her on a personal tour of the kitchen for 10 minutes so you can eat in peace.  Hand your most precious possession off to a stranger? In Italy it is accepted practice.  Luckily for all, my offspring and his wife accept and welcome cultural differences. I think that is cool.

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