While Adam and I were in the
hospital, my roommate told me it was her son’s 2 month birthday and elaborated
that Italians celebrate birthdays monthly for their children when they are
young. (Wow, and I thought Americans were overboard with children’s birthdays!)
On March 8th, my husband
was helping the landlord chop wood and the woman, Marchelena (though that may
not be how she spells it…), came in to visit with me. She was holding Adam and
asked if they could bring over cake the following day. I was confused, but not
being one to turn down cake I said, “Of course!” She could see I was rather
puzzled at the random act of cake giving and asked, “Tomorrow, Adam one month,
no?” That was when I recalled the conversation I’d had with my Italian hospital
roommate. “Ah, si si!” I responded. “Bene!” she replied, clapping her hands and
exiting.
The succeeding day my husband
answered the doorbell to find them standing there with cake and a bottle of
wine. They walked in and Albano asked, “Where is the guest of honor!?” haha. I
went and grabbed Adam, who was sleeping in his crib, and brought him out to his
“1 month” birthday party. We shared the pie/”cake” they brought and passed
around the baby and made conversation as best we could with our language
differences.
I’m not sure if this is something
they expect us to do monthly… but it was nice to enjoy some good food and
company, and to celebrate the fact that our son is now a month old, and still
alive and well.
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| Albano and Marchelena? with Adam on his 1 month birthday |
