A humid breeze brushed past as the sun reached its highest point in the sky. The small boys following their mother in a duckling formation, each on the same path, hand in hand. Unaware of their future stop, the boys nearly running into one another, leaving the smallest one to lose the hand of the one before him. Falling to the ground, the white cloth took the brunt of it. Settled into his spot, he was all too curious about the ground surrounding him. Laughing and throwing it around, even as his brother tried to tug on the woman's dress and alert her to the mess that was becoming.

Too busy with her work, checking on the needs of others, the two went ignored, barring an emergency. This was their home, there was nothing currently problematic. A little dirt wasn't going to hurt anyone. Her line of thinking would change later.

"Romy. No." Diego pressed, standing in front of Roman as he moved to stand up. The toddler only a little wobbly due to the uneven land. Dirt marring his curls and face, smeared across the diaper.

Pushing the boy down, Roman froze. A loud, tearless cry shrieking causing their mother to call out, "Diego!" Attention now taken, Roman made his move. Quiet as a mouse, he took off running for the pig pens. That diaper becoming heavier and heavier, holding him down from his full speed, drooping but he managed it.

Once out of sight, all that could be heard was a frantic mother crying out, "Roman! Roman!"

Squeals from both the pigs and Roman were the only trail to follow, until finally another little finger pointed him out. Eyes went wide, nearly in hysterics. "Roman, no! That is not mud! You stay away from the pig poo!"

Caught in the act, he dropped everything he had, including the bulky fabric that was covering him. Finally free, he ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, calling out, "P! P!"