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6:47pm
It's gotta eventually happen to everyone. Bike, boy, hill....and there he went in seemingly slow motion. Given the choice of getting cleaned up with some TLC or getting back on the dog that bit him, he chose the dog. That's right, after some necessary tears screams, he dusted off, through his leg over the seat, and pedaled away proudly displaying his first road rash. While we certainly hi-five the sustained enthusiasm, I'm pretty sure we're all grateful for this respiratory thing called exhaling and the body's remarkable ability to pull your heart out of your feet and return it to its primary location.
At first I thought it was strawberries that marked his face. Poor kid! Looks like he is taking well now and will have battle scars to show off.
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