Uno Mas

One more post of our time with Mimi: Somehow I missed these pictures when writing the last post. Mrs. Ann finally got to experience the traditions of Independence Day in this country that we have told her so much about. It all starts early...eeeaaarly. As in, 5:00a.m. What starts that early, you might ask? Well, the unsteady beat of a dozen or so elementary school drums marching down the dirt road, re-enacting the announcement of the independence of the Central American countries. We just covered our ears with our pillows and opted to go to the later morning parade. Luka didn't know any better was feeling patriotic and donned on his country's colors.

While I am on the topic, can I just point out what an international family we are? Jason is North American, I am Honduran, and we have a son that was not born in either of those two countries. Three different countries represented in a family of three.

Now that we have that covered, lets move on, shall we? The night before has its own slew of traditions and events, but I'll get to those next year, when Luka is old enough to participate and I have pictures that do them justice. In a nutshell they involve various shapes, sizes and styles of lanterns, hours of dances from every single grade in the surrounding communities, yummy foods and typical refreshments, and a hot, stuffy gym full of people all shuffling around or standing on chairs trying to get a good view of the cute kindergartner swishing her skirts around during a folkloric dance.
We picked a good spot on the side of the road and waited for the parade to inch its way closer to us. It was cute to watch and fun! Viva la independencia y la libertad!!!

Remember this independence day post of a few years back?

Watching the approach of the parade
His hat is a traditional coffee picking accessory.

For Dad, since he said I wasn't in any of the pictures on the last post.

Tan ta ra rannn!

Remember this boy, Axel?

This is Maria. She lives next door to the internet cafe, and comes in every day to hang out.

Luka walked up into the middle of this soccer game and took the ball. He is has a deep crush on balls. The boys got a big kick out of it and followed him around, patiently waiting for the ball to be released. They never once complained.

Team Luka