Baby Cillo

In Italian, our last name, Fucillo, is pronounced Foo-chee-lo.  People who claim to know Italian say it means something about shooting or rifle or sniper?  I don’t know… contrary to the many compliments I get about my “namesake pasta.”

And since we decided the genders of our babies will be surprises, they of course have needed nicknames.  Jakey was more commonly known as Fooch or Foochi for the first nine months of his technical life.

And now, making his or her blogging debut, at 20 weeks, is (da da da Daaa): Cillo (pronounced Cheelo).  We had to spell Fooch phonetically for, um, obvious reasons given the potentially problematic first three letters of our surname.  (I’m always tempted to spell out something crass when asked to provide the letters of my name to telemarketing strangers: “-F- as in Frank, -U-, -C-…”  So far I’ve always chickened out.)

So, it’s hard to believe, but I haven’t really started blogging about Cillo until today.  Based on today’s BabyCenter.com e-mail, it’s already “banana week.”  Unfortunately I don’t have the energy to throw a half-way par-tay.

We’ve already been through poppy seed, sesame seed, lentil, blueberry, kidney bean, grape, kumquat, fig, lime, “medium shrimp”, lemon, apple, avocado, turnip, bell pepper and heirloom tomato weeks.  It has gone so fast!  I am now committing to a weekly produce blog.  Though I have to warn you now, I get a little freaked out when I see the “melon” weeks on the horizon.  Thank heavens last time I never made it to watermelon week.  I was honestly feeling panicky when I figured out I could click forward and see what was coming (http://www.babycenter.com/slideshow-baby-size).

So, happy first half birthday little Cillito.  I wish we had a cupcake.