Italian Squirrels

Sko-yat-tello. That's how you say "squirrel" in Italian. Sko-yat-tellee is more than one squirrel. More on that later...


45 years ago, Grandmother and Grandaddy had an exchange student from Italy. Her name is Licia Forte. When my grandparents had their 50th wedding anniversary, Licia came to the United States for the celebration. When my parents went to Italy, they stayed with Licia. So, it was time for Licia to come to the United States again.


She and her son, Alessio, stayed in New York for a week. Then Alessio was supposed to go home but thanks to the volcano couldn't go back to Italy. We are so grateful for the volcano because Alessio stayed for another week! After their visit in Mexia, they came to Granbury.


We have had SO MUCH FUN!


Friday night, we took them to Babe's Chicken Dinner House where we stuffed ourselves with way too much food.

On Saturday, Mom, Katherine, Emily, Licia and Alessio went downtown to the Granbury Square. Licia and Alessio bought lots of wonderful things including Granbury, Texas shirts!

Saturday night, Alessio cooked us a real Italian dinner. It was scrumptious and the wine was flowing! This brings me to the squirrel thing. Mom can't say squirrel in Italian. I have to admit, it is a difficult word to say. So, the more the wine flowed and the later it became, the more I repeated skoyatelo, skoyatelli....basically, I just kept saying 1 squirrel, 2 sqquirrels....until 2 in the morning.

Needless to say, I was hurting on Sunday. It sure was worth it though!

It was a blast to have them Licia and Alessio visit!