My day in the village...

I love toting old coke bottles around our house. Mom and dad thought getting me outside for the day would break this habit, but believe or not, they even had bottles way out there in the village. This is a beer bottle. Hee.

Here I am overlooking the beautiful village. So pretty.

I got to pet 3-day old goats. It was so cool.

Daddy and I were standing on a really old balcony. Scary.

This is where I sat most of the day. Mommy and daddy couldn't figure out why I loved this seat so much...

until they caught me eating dirt. I like it.

This is my pal, Martin. He and I were organizing rocks on this stool. We were trying to play chess like our dads. I don't think we did it right though. He kept taking all of my rocks.

This is the life.

Here I am sitting with my dad at the river. It was really warm that day so we sat and cooled down a bit.

And here I am walking with my friends around the village.

So fun.

What a great day. I got to see all kinds of animals, smell new smells, eat outside, play in the dirt, eat dirt, and play until it hurt. I think I was made to live in the village.