Living in a city full of art, you would think that my school-age kids have seen and loved all of Florence’s cultural treasures. But like those of their Italian classmates, family weekends get booked up with sports events, birthday parties, shopping trips, visiting other towns or just much-needed downtime. When we do go to a […]
As September afternoons begin to cool down and the evenings shorten, my daughter and I often feel the need to get outside after school. Living up the hill in Fiesole, it’s not easy to go for a quick bike ride here. What we crave is flatness and the only place in Florence to really get […]
The Florentine says a massive thank-you to everyone who contributed to this article, including Firenze Moms4Moms and Baby Bottega.
Florence does not have the best reputation when it comes to children’s activities. Maybe it’s because of the haute culture, the myriad museums and churches, or
Once, while out with his nonna, my son, who was just learning to talk, proudly identified the backside of a strange woman standing beside them: ‘Culo!’ My extended Italian family members were highly amused by my mother-in-law’s subsequent retelling of the episode. I, on
employees' at the Meyer Paediatric Hospital in Florence celebrate 10 years on
the job. The employees, two Labradors and two mixed breeds, work in the pet
therapy department of the hospital, encouraging the young patients to smile
again. Theirs is a great responsibility: they must bring excitement,
The ACF Fiorentina is
dedicating two regular-season Serie A games to raise funds for the
Every One campaign of Save the Children, which has as the goal saving
the lives of 500,000 children a year in 38 countries by 2015.
According to Save the
Children, every year,
On October 14, Italian and
Florence newspapers reported that Marianne Grin, a US-Russian citizen
who has lived in Florence for over 10 years, had abducted her
children over the summer. Grin was being divorced by her U.S. husband
in Florence, and, after having lost custody of the couple'
mother-in-law likes to tell my children the Tuscan joke about the cat that
waited for the mouse to emerge from its hole in the wall. For three days, the
cat sat outside the mouse's home, waiting, waiting, waiting. When eventually
the cat barked ‘bow wow,'