The Hissing

Our national independence day here is coming up this week, and in celebration the people in our area have held a soccer tourney as one way to celebrate. Yesterday our village's team played another village. We went to watch - and join the crowd of people watching.

The bigger this boy gets, the harder he gets to hold onto for lengths of time. Even though he's technically walking, he's still not stable enough to let toddle around on the uneven ground of our jungle.

While up on my shoulders, he loves to mess with my hair. 

One of our village friends happy to take a turn with Quinn while we all watch.

And this. Oh, the English usage in the middle of nowhere. :) The Hissing. 

I leave you with that.