the day you learned to ride your bike?
feeling like a beautiful dancer?
turning seven?
Happy days.
PS. Primary program is over. Whew! Sorry. No funny/embarrassing stories to report. Although it would have been good fodder for this blog, I'm grateful things went off smoothly.
3 comments:
I remember! Aug has recently discovered the thrill of riding down big hills and LOVES it! I brace myself every time for a dangling arm or major road burn. Happy Birthday to #1! She looks so mature. Happy fall-this weather is finally awesome.
I can't believe Numero Uno is 7!!! I was looking through some old photos of Haylee and her when we did joy school--they were so litle!!!
#1 is doing great on her bike! And I love her cute braid in her hair! Fun Times!!!
I remember how cool I thought YOUR Rose something-or-other bike was (remember that? with the cool banana seat?) and being thrilled to ride it on you street in Sierra Vista. In a swimsuit. Without shoes. And crashing on the hot, black pavement, scalping my knee. OUCH! Your dad came to the rescue and hauled me into the bathtub to wash it out.
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