This guy is just over two years old. He is also one of the cutest, charismatic bambini I have ever encountered. He is also entirely insane.
He is clearly the most powerful figure in the household. At breakfast he stands on his highchair and screams at me when I try to grab a biscotti out of the bag. He forcibly shoves his seven year old brother out of his way and actually knocks him over. At dinnertime he generally Helen Kellers around the table grabbing food off of whoever's plate and knocking over water glasses. (Yeah, he learned I don't share food pretty fast.) I saw him punch his father in the face once and he just wearily sighed and literally turned the other cheek. Which Fede then punched too.
He's not much of a footballo player though, like Antonio is. Yesterday he beat me again, ten to one. I fouled twice. The parents laugh and say it's not my fault, I'm from Canada, this is their national sport.
"You would probably win at hockey!" they suggest.
Uuhhhhhhhh............yyyyyyyeah.
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