While Befana left D a Tronchetto di Natale , she left R a Galette de Rois . He has always loved the French Epiphany tradition of slicing into the galette and wondering who will end up with la fève , a small porcelain piece whose discovery renders the finder king (or queen) for the day. I have to say that in all the years we've been doing this as a family, D has ended up with la fève every single year. Every. Single. Year. I know that baffles and frustrates my scientically-minded R. "Mom, statistically, one of the rest of us should get it. Eventually." We shall see. Well, this was not the year for someone else. The Wom was crowned king this morning. I remember the first time D got la fève. It was a little turquoise-colored ceramic disc; he thought it was an antique. He proudly took it to school and showed his kindergarten teacher who was a friend of mine. When D was smaller, he had a large vocabulary that didn't match his annunciation! She email...
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