||[Nov. 14th, 2012|04:46 am]
I had this amazing dream.
I was chaperoning a field trip for my youngest son's class. They were going to a winery owned by a local family for a tour. At the end of the day I discovered my son had left his jacket at the winery. We had back to the winery to pick up his jacket, but there was a large family party happening. My son swears he knows where his jacket is and he will go get it. So I wait at the side gate, and wait, and wait. Finally, I go inside to try and find my wayward child. I find him playing a board game with another little boy, Vanni who is in his class. I remind my son we need to get going and Vanni starts crying and begging for my son not to go. The next thing I know a handsome older gentleman comes over and insists we stay. I tell him we just stopped by to get my son's jacket. It turn out he is the patriarch of the family, Giovanni, the little boy is his grandson and the boy is very shy. My son is his only friend at school. Giovanni insists I stay, I keep saying no, we should go home.He takes me to the kitchen of this enormous house. He has me try some of pasta the chef is making. It is amazing. My resolve to leave is weakening. When suddenly a large group of boys a few years older run into the kitchen where we are talking and my older son is among them. Turns out one of Vanni's older cousins is in his class and he had finagled and invite to the party.
At which point I woke up. But the detail of the house and the food. I reminded me so much of the area I grew up. Sigh, I wish I could go back to that dream.