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.
