Growing Up Giambalvo

I have lots of friends who are all very different from me. Some friends are girls, some are tall, some have really dark hair, some don't take naps (are they optional?), and some don't live in Brooklyn. So like I said we're all different. But what makes me different from them? What would they say about me in their blogs? I guess the best way to explain what makes me different from all of them is to understand who I am. I'm a Giambalvo. Well what does that mean? How the heck am I supposed to know? I'm only two! Were you expecting me to say something about being cool?


I just know that I see it all over and it always comes right after my name. Landen Giambalvo. I see it on cards from my nanas, on blankets, on pictures, it's everywhere. Oh well. So while I can't necessarily tell you what it means to grow up being a Giambalvo (give me a few years), I can tell you one thing. I most certainly am growing up. I mean look at me, all my clothes are too small and I can barely fit into my first stroller! Getting bigger here in LANDEN'S WORLD!