If you live in Wiesbaden and ever travel to WAAF, er, Clay Kaserne, you have probably passed the Domaine. Just before you reach the organic farm you passed a huge piggy made out of straw. Parker LOVES this piggy and he has a ritual… as soon as we turn on the street he and his brothers (okay, and his mommy) start yelling, “PIGGY! PIGGY! PIGGY!” Parker then says, “Pah-kah race him?!?” So of course, we race the piggy and we win. Every. Single. Time.
Many times Parker has asked to “chuch him,” so one morning after soccer we stopped so Parker could “chuch” the piggy. It took him a minute to warm up and, with a few brothers beside him for an extra dose of courage, he finally touched that piggy!