There once was a boy named James. He was four years old and made sure everyone he met new it. He received a bike from a relative. That was the beginning of the story.
The boy loved this bike. So proud. The boy would be concerned for it's safety during such things as thunderstorms. He rode it up and down, back and forth, with his head held high. The boy loved this bike.
1 week ago
8 comments:
James and his bike!! Love Maama!
Something tells me that helmet wouldn't work very well.. Love WorryWard Auntie JJ.
Dear WorryWarT, hes in the driveway, not on hwy 8. You never had a helmet and your still around..hahaha! Maama
No maama, it's worry ward. Like I just got outta the ward..the crazy ward.
my vote is to worry wart
Yay! Next up: rollerblades!
Amy
Great Story, Mama and his destination.
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Bring on the roller blades Amy! I'll get him a unicycle.
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