Sometimes I got tired of riding in the backpack and started to make whiny noises and sign with my hands that I was “all done” riding for the day. If we weren’t quite at our destination (a hut), Mama and Daddy would stop and give me some M&M’s, and maybe I’d do a little walking by myself. This here is an Orange M&M, orange like Daddy’s backpack. I also ate Red-like-daddy’s-shirt M&M’s and Blue-like-hat M&M’s and Green-like-leaves M&M’s. They all taste good to me.