Day 3: Wednesday, December 17So Max went with Ivan to school and Nicholaus went with Oleg. They really didn't have too much to say other than that it seemed the teachers yelled a lot and that everyone stared at them and tried to talk to them, which they didn't understand. I explained that it is easy to think that people are yelling but that it was probably just that Italian is spoken with such, ummmm passion, that it often seems like yelling. HA! Max did say that it seemed the his classmates' English skills were better than Ivan's. So they joked that Ivan needed to study harder in English class.
The Pignotti's church is near the cheese man, so we stopped by to meet their priest. Mass had just ended and we thought we had missed the priest. But we hadn't. And I'm so glad we got to meet him. He immediately gave me and Byron a hug and then hugged all of the kids. He then promptly smacked them all upside the head. Hard. Max and Nicholaus were a little stunned, but they immediately picked up on Oleg and Ivan that this was a term of endearment. The priest was younger than I expected and their church is very modern. It was beautiful. The priest asked if we were Catholic. I explained that we were Protestant and he asked if the boys had been baptized. I explained that yes they had, but that in our church, baptism is by immersion not sprinkling. This amused him. ;) He clearly loved the kids and based on their joking and playful interactions, it is mutal.
In the photo, you will see Maura (Melisa's cousin), Maura's husband Frankie, Ivan and Max, and Maura's father, Primo. And if you look at the top left of the photo, you will see some hand crocheted flowers. The Aunt gave me a bunch of these as a gift when we were leaving. So generous
So after some cake and lots of hugs and lots of conversation (that was soooooo loud. I LOVE it!) we said our goodbyes for the night. Such an amazing extended family. Who clearly love Oleg and Ivan and already love us.
When we got back to the Pignotti's house (which is literally across the street), Ivan's Godfather (who is also Quinto's cousin) was waiting to say hello. He was most intriqued by the kids playing Uno. And he also came to invite us for dinner tomorrow. He seems genuinely nice and clearly loves Ivan as evidenced by the numerous hugs and love taps. ;) It's been a good day. I must say that I have learned so much about the Italian culture on this trip. They truly know how to treat guests. I have never been treated with such hospitality. It's humbling. And also about the value of visiting. It seems that people visit constantly. It's nice and makes me miss that we live so far from our family at home.


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