Joey Peabody was sitting on the couch, drawing in her sketchbook, when Mr. Peabody asked her this. Joey put down her pencil. She hadn't thought about what she wanted to do for her fourteenth birthday; it seemed like it was so far away. She replied, "Um, I don't know. I hadn't really thought about it."
"I have an idea how to celebrate," Mr. Peabody said.
Not too long ago, Mr. Peabody had adopted Joey, and this was to be Joey's first birthday as his daughter, so of course, it would a very special occasion.
"I was thinking that maybe you and I could go to Italy the week of your birthday," the canine suggested.
The teenage girl looked at him, surprised. "Really?"
"Yes, it has so much culture. There are a lot of things to see and do there, and it would be a wonderful experience."
"I've always wondered what Italy was like. Do you really mean it?"
"Of course, but only if you want to go."
"I do! I do!" Joey exclaimed, happily, and she hugged her father.
"We have some time, so I'll teach you more about the country before we go. Now would also be a good time to learn more Italian, of course."
"I can't wait!"