The motto at this restaurant: Your kids come first, Your food comes later.
Kipling hanging out with his friend, Dalai Lama of Nike.
A very friendly staff member at Puri Bamboo in Jimbaran. He had picked us up from the airport when we arrived and the kids continued to see a lot of him (and play with him) over our 2 different stays at the hotel.
If your kids like attention they’ll be in heaven in Bali.
Shopping for toys at a market in Padangbai.
Having fun at our hotel in Jimbaran. (They would regularly pour sugar into his palm as a treat.)
Membership has its privileges. We became regulars at this cafe in Ubud – which entitled us to use their nap-time service.
These two became very close over just 10 or 20 minutes.
Kipling was 8 months old when we went and to us he was undoubtedly big. But to them, he was like Lord Buddha. I think they might have interpreted it as a sign from the cosmos that a baby this large was visiting their island.
We were walking along the beach just before sunset and heard this screaming and hollering coming from just above the beach and looked up to see these 3 Indonesian girls running towards us. They were so excited to see two little blonde kids they could hardly contain themselves. They immediately grabbed the boys and started playing and laughing and running about with them.
Your skin is so soft. No, your skin is so soft.
Who has time for sunsets – when you’re busy digging for clams?