My Roots

Over the weekend my Nan's side of the family had a big party for my Great-Uncle Dave. Until now, I didn't really understand what it meant to be Czechoslovakian. I just have heard my Nan talk about it a lot. Now I know that it has something to do with eating foods like pigs in the blanket,

and making funny faces, talking really loudly,

dancing to Millie and the Czech it out Band,

and dancing,

and dancing,

and clapping,

and having a really fun time!