My Two Paesans
Aunt Kathy decided a couple of months ago that she wanted to surprise Uncle Pete with a 30th birthday party at a Camden Riversharks game.
There were some 30 people at the party, including both Tony and Enzo. It was Enzo’s first baseball game. Tony went to a Phillies game back in 2013 for his first.
Saturday turned out to be the perfect day to put together the toddler firetruck bed that Nonna bought for Tony.
Mommy and Nonna took Tony and Enzo to Palmyra Day, where the boys got to see real firetrucks and ambulances. Tony also got to play in some bounce houses.
While everyone was out, I spent the morning putting together the firetruck bed and dismantling Tony’s beloved crib.
When everyone returned home, Tony was told to stay downstairs while Nonna put the Paw Patrol sheets and comforter on the bed.
It was just four months ago when Tony opened one last gift on Christmas morning. It was a gift bag with a bike helmet in it. Tony even said, “Hey, it’s a bike helmet. But, I don’t have a bike.”
He rode the bike, with help, a little bit that day. Then again a couple of other times on warm days throughout the winter, which there were not many.
The next time he really had a chance to ride the bike was Saturday night after a long day at the shore. We came home from Ocean City, lit the chiminea, opened two Corona Lights, I lit a cigar and the boys enjoyed the warm weather.
Sunday was Easter, as almost everyone in the world knows, but it still helps to write that down as part of the story.
Tony and Enzo wore matching outfits and the boys behaved while in church.
It was a day filled with jelly beans, chocolate and a lot of food.
We had brunch at great Mom-Mom’s house after church, where Tony and Enzo each received Easter baskets filled with candy.
A couple of weeks ago, Tony suffered his first major boo-boo, hitting his head and requiring two staples to close the opening.
It all happened right in front of my eyes, and while I was holding his hand to help him climb down a set of stairs safely.
Even though it was an accident, I still felt horrible since he was in my care and I was helping him down the steps.
So, the next morning, I went to my local pet store and returned home with a Betta fish for him.
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