Ron insisted on a celebratory dinner in Rome. We went to our favorite restaurant in Monti across from our favorite pizzeria and down the street from one of our favorite gelateria.
My favorite dish was ravioli with duck ragu. We spent hours talking and laughing--all except Clare who felt strangely bad and Sebastian who wouldn't eat until I played a game with him and Annie who kept vying for attention by saying strange things and then getting "Shush"'d by her siblings. Okay, so it was a very typical, normal time. But I wouldn't change it for anything. I love my family exactly the way it is. Eccezionale.
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