A Trip to the Farm

We went to see my Uncle Terry and Aunt Phillipa this weekend on their llama farm in Jefferson Maine. We took Larry's big truck and trailor with the intention of filling them up with llama poop. We enjoyed our visit a lot. Makili loved watching the tractor fill the trailor.

He loved sitting in the "Gator."
He loved climbing in the creek in his diaper, and chasing their neighbor Josh's dogs, Flo and Nell.

Of course, he loved checking out the llamas.
Until he found the big shovels and piles of dirt, and then that was the center of his interest.
The llamas liked checking him out too.

It was a short but sweet visit. Unfortunately our return trip wasn't quite as short or sweet. We got lost on the way home in the middle of nowhere in rural Maine. Then when we had finally found our way, the trailor started making funny noises. So we pulled over and realized that we were missing a tire. This was at 11:30 at night. We had to leave the trailor, and Raph and Larry had to go up on Sunday to get, which took 8 hours because they had to find someone who would mount a tire on a Sunday. Next time I think we might just visit my aunt and uncle.