Otto had an all-day rugby tournament today. We ran a bit late and missed the bus. This is how it rolls with four kids, eighty bovines, forty chooks, silly dogs, cats, one farmer curmudgeon and all the rest that skim your time. With everyone fed and ready for the day, Otto, Z and I headed off to the big match. I thought there would be a few local teams and some sandwiches, but no. There were hundreds of rugby kids everywhere. Each in some form of red, yellow and white, we walked around trying to find Otto’s team. Their shirts, thankfully, are outrageous ( in a very New Zealand Waikato way ). We found them quickly.
Two shots, one iPhone. I love taking photos of my kids, but my battery went all melty man, but you get the idea. Boys and girls playing rugby all day in Gascony. Good times had by all.