Saturday, November 19, 2005
Biker Boy
Frank is getting so good at riding his bike. Well, it’s much more complicated than that, but I’m not certain how else to say it. I feel like a great-great-grandma. “Oh sweetie, you’re so good at riding your bike.” As Frank rolls his eyes . . .
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