Blake was baptised in St. Therese's Catholic Church, and I was a tad concerned about outbursts of bika and balla during the ceremony.
But, everything went off splendidly along with another little cherub, both of them ginger's.
Neither of them uttered a sound, even when the holy water flattened Blake's mowahawk.
We then assembled at Villa Bianca for lunch, Blake was the man of the moment, with one gentleman yelling: "Give that Man a Bells!!"
To say that the Itilian Giannoccaro's are a colourful lot is an understatement.
At any 'get-together' they all have stories to yell. This immediate family consists of eight brothers and sisters who all speak at the same time, nobody listens to any one else, and it is a laugh a minute.
There are arguments about who owes whom money from 20 years ago.
"But, I thought that was a gift."
"You said that the last 100 times!"
"Oh, forget it," and then there are passionate declarations of love, ties that bind, and death threats to anyone who dares to harm.
A story doing the rounds was of two sisters, nicknamed - 'I know', and 'I don't know'.
Sister 1 : "Where is your husband tonight?"
Sister 2 : "I don't know!"
Sister 3 : "I know!"
Sister No.1 : "Where is your daughter this morning?" Repeat.
Blake, named Archie by Dada, has his own version:
Granny Mary is Nona. (correct)
I am Gummy. (must make that orthodontist's appointment)
Grandpa Martin is Ammie.
Godmother Aimee is Emmie.
Nick and Misty are Daddee and Mommee (sorted)
Godfather Dada is confused with Daddee, and so Dada announced: "Just call me Ugly."