My nephew was like every other rowdy 3 year old – constantly getting himself into things yet always making you smile. This picture was taken during a hot summer day when I was in the middle of washing my bed sheets. Thlotlego comes running up to me asking if he could help hand was my laundry. After agreeing, I run into my house to grab more clothes. 5 minutes later I come back out to Thlotlego dancing in the bucket as if he was stomping on grapes. I yell his name from across the yard and he turns and dips into the wash basin. Looking back, I can’t help but laugh when I look at this picture and reminisce about the times we both had running around the village – partners in crime.