I finally broke down and bought you your own bike w/ training wheels. It's purple and pink with streamers coming off the handle bars. You were so excited when dad was putting it together. On Tuesday we went on a family bike ride and it was your first bike ride. You did so well. You kept up with us. I could tell that you were very happy and proud that you were doing this by yourself rather than riding in the chariot w/ Levi. On our way home, you crashed. You crashed big time....as in you went face first in the concrete. Luckily you were wearing a helmet and that saved you, but it still scared you and you stood up crying. We asked if you wanted to get in the chariot or keep riding your bike and you said through tears "Ride my bike." I'll be honest, I was surprised, but very proud of you for getting right back on your bike and finishing our bike ride.
Last night you RAN in our room at about 2am and in your saddest voice made this statement, "It's dark in my room."
You love the new movie that came out, "Tangled," but you always think Mother Gothel, the mean lady, is always in your closet.
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